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Walking. And stuck in the moment.

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Speaking of Blog Mastheads, I’ve been thinking about changing it, after what now, 13 years? To Live & Don’t Learn. It’s closer to reality.

Yesterday. 6:30 pm. 1510 consecutive (almost) days at Cove Island Park. Like in a Row.

I’m now at two-a-day visits to Cove Island Park.  Daybreak for the morning walk. And late afternoon/evening to try to rid of the disgust for gaining 14 lbs in less than 60 days. This outcome was due to three factors: (a) the suspension of my 18 hour fasts, (b) suspension of snacks after 6 pm, and (c) just suspending all common sense.

Culprit? This time?

Oui French Style Coconut Yogurt.

And you might ask: Well, how bad can that be?

And I would say, not so bad, until you start adding the toppings. Think Dairy Queen Sundae.

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Flying Over I-95 N. All Oversized. (Part III of III)

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6:31 am.

I’m walking, my oversized shoes slap on the industrial carpet. Mr. Dandy is somewhere behind me.  My crumpled and oversized J. Crew Chino’s uncomfortably sag off my a**.  And, I’m dragging this bitch of a carry-on with its shrieking left wheel ricocheting its echo up and down the jetway.

I catch a faint mix of Purell hand sanitizer and sweat. The Purell is me, no doubt – the other half, just can’t be me. I crane my neck down to confirm, and it’s confirmed.  As I lift my head back up, I catch another shot, must be from the winter coat two bodies ahead.

I’m undeterred by all of this, beaming with good fortune – a complimentary upgrade to first class.

She’s behind me, but I don’t see her.

I stuff my bag into the overhead bin, and step out of the aisle to let the traffic pass.  She points to the window: “I’m sorry, but that’s my seat.”

In the tight quarters of the aisle, we are separated by inches. She’s in her mid to late 20’s.   She’s wearing jeans, and a baggy red sweater.  She’s an inch or two shorter, but I’m dwarfed by her, by a minimum of 1.3x my body weight.  She settles in her seat. Continue reading “Flying Over I-95 N. All Oversized. (Part III of III)” →

If all else fails. Resort to shame.

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July 1, 2013. First day of 2nd half of the year.

Add 200 pounds to that little puppy up there and that would be me. Head bowed in shame.  Or perhaps he’s trying to find his belly button.  In which case, I’m in huge trouble.

I hit a new low. Or a new high depending on your perspective. 30 pounds over collegiate playing weight.

Suit pants are now snug. Feeling “things” growing over my belt loop.   This discomfort plus increasing levels of humidity = a radiator that’s steamin’ and going to blow.

More in. Than out.  More in. Than out.  More in.  Than Out. Continue reading “If all else fails. Resort to shame.” →