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If I’m gonna lose weight, it’s going to be a lot easier without the golden arches starting off my week. Turkey & Cheese for me. Expect a lot of this.

Well, I haven’t blamed parenthood for too much yet, except my lousy golf game (one of a myriad of excuses I use there.) So, I think it’s time. Parenthood has made me fat, out of shape, and addicted to my morning coffee. My desire to not do much of anything with my free time except play with the baby (and sleep) has me closer to 230 then 220 these days, and my pants are starting to get tight. As nice as it would be to just buy all new pants, I really don’t think that’s the right solution here. Turns out that parenthood is not the only reason for getting fat and out of shape, as I’ve had request to bring back the fat chart from both Keith and Lou of late. So, let’s do it. I’ll get the fat chart back up some time this week, and hopefully the public humiliation of gaining even more wait will be enough motivation to start working out. I will not, however, start riding my bike 16 miles to work, unless I happen to be working from home. Best ride ever.

The coffee thing we’re just going to let be for the time being. The pain of starting to work out again will be completely unbearable if I’m also fighting off (lack of) caffiene headaches. So Wawa and Dunkin Donuts, your patronage will continue. Hopefully I’ll be passing on that donut though.