Let’s go… Slaho!

Cheese, oh cheese, I do loveth thee so.
Except when you formeth in my baby’s bottle when it rolleth under the bed and sitteth there for four days.
Then I don’t loveth thee so much.
At alleth.

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BIG SHOE

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(It stinks but this thing won’t type this the way I’d like so I had to put all the periods in to place my Ants where I wanted them… I hope you all get the picture)

OK, so I joined Facebook about 2 weeks ago. More than anything I was just curious about how many people I’d run into that I hadn’t seen in a long time. As it turns out, there are a lot of people on facebook I know. I’m up to 270 confirmed friends. That doesn’t include those who haven’t accepted my olive leaf inviting them to be my friends, nor does it include those I know whom I’ve chosen to pretend I haven’t noticed are on Facebook. (Bego, I need a grammar check) At first, I figured it would just be cool to see who was out there. But then I started running into people I really had wondered about, and was dying to find out where they were. It turns out that others were doing the same with me. Next thing I know, I’m having long chats with some “friends”, I’m writing on others’ walls, I’m sending messages to a few and I am getting all kinds of invitations to all kinds of events. I have found people from my elementary school, high school, UM, FIU, my high school and parish youth groups, my parish Young Adult Groups, former students, friends of my parents, and parents of my kids friends. Throw in some acquaintances that I’m not sure where I met, but I know that I know, and I have this very eclectic group of people whom I have accumulated as friends. And this doesn’t even include some that haven’t joined facebook yet. I want to know what’s going on in everybody’s lives, and not in a gossipy way. I don’t need to share the info. I genuinely want to know what’s up with all these people whom I’ve shared in some cases one, and in many cases many, many experiences with. And the kicker is that I don’t have time to do so. So I waste away in front of the computer sometimes knowing full well there are other more important things to do. I can imagine that this is how some people feel about drugs. They know they don’t need them, but they just keep coming back to them instead of doing the things they really must be doing.
Fortunately, I know me, and the truth is that this just a phase I must go through. I’ll blog for three months and disappear for a while (though I don’t want to lose THAT habit). I’ll work out for three months and stop for two years (though I REALLY don’t want to lose That Habit), I’ll play minesweeper every day for two months (that I can do without), and I’ll get into Sudoku, Kakuro, or Crossword puzzles in such a way that a day can’t pass by without me finding and completing one. And then it passes. Like gas, I guess. Once it’s gone it’s a relief, but while it’s there I hold onto it so that no one will notice what I am keeping. Am I making sense. Well to me I am!

Anyways, this too will pass, much like AIM did for me. In the meantime I’m going to ride this wave for a bit, and see who I can find. In fact let me check who’s on their now before I hit the showers, (Yes I am stinky from a workout) and then goto bed. Who knows, maybe I’ll run into YOU there

Without further ado… the pics after the 90 days… Then before and after side by side for select photos. The difference is pretty significant, at least for me anyways. You can be your own judge. Now to maintain… or IMPROVE! Let’s see what happens…

And here they are.

And here are two other poses I did just to get a different angle. The third picture is the next day with me not sweaty and shaven, and in different light…

And now before and after…

So there you have it. Hopefully I can write again in 90 or so days and show off a full six pack (that is my true dream), but I’m definitely happy with the results I got. Now whoever reads this and doesn’t like the way they feel physically, get off your butts and get going. If I did it SO CAN YOU. I’ll be more than happy to be your support team. God bless you.

OK until I get my after pics edited, let me at least get a pic of me with my after body. Here I am with Ivan and Lenny at Atlantis last week. We had a ball, and the kids had an even better time. We’re all looking forward to doing another Disney cruise sometime soon. Then again, I’d just rather go to Disney World sometime soon. I’m having withdrawals. I PROMISE to get the other pics up soon.

Today I’m going to hit the hay now, and tomorrow I’m going jogging early. Tomorrow I will begin X-ing again for another 90 days. I figured I can tone a bit more (no I’m not planning on losing more weight!). And I’m going to start blogging daily again. Enough is enough. I can’t let myself go. AND I CAN’T LET FACEBOOK GET ME OFF TRACK. Man, that thing is addicting!!

Why did I do this? It’s addictive and unnecessary!!! And way too much fun…
I haven’t worked out in 5 days now. I have to make sure I get back into it before I return to bad habits…
I am sick and tired of spam being sent to my site as “comments”. I’m going to have to put in one of those filters to stop that crap from coming in…
It’s pretty freakin’ late I gotta go to bed…
And I still can’t log on from my work computer onto this site. It be perfect to blog during homeroom or when my school day is over. But no…..

Enough ranting. I gotta get some creative stuff going. And soon……………………………….