Top Chef UPDATE: Figures. My pick for the win, Antonia (actually, I wasn’t sure she’d win... it was more that I was hoping she would) was asked to pack her knives and go on Wednesday. One episode left next week. Remarkably, I’m rooting for anyone but the remaining lesbian to win (there were three in the competition this season… the other two got on the show individually but were actually a couple and, in my estimation, nicer people and better chefs than the remaining third. Then again, this is reality TV and they’ll edit the snots out of their footage to make people look like “bad guys.”)
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Looking forward to another fun weekend. On Saturday, Val and the Kulanu Group from her temple are heading into NYC for the day; their last stop will be to see ComedySportz at 6pm. I’ll be performing (I believe I’m Captain of the Blue Team.) I’m hoping that we have a substantial crowd… once the warm weather hits, the crowds at the show get freakishly unpredictable; packed house one week, three people the next. Keep those fingers crossed; I want them to get the best show possible and a bigger crowd is always helpful.
Sunday we’ll be staining the new arbor that we had made for the front the house in Norwalk (a.k.a. Marvin Gardens). I’ll post a photo when it’s done. The company that made this thing custom for us did a gorgeous job.
After that, it looks like we’ll stop over at our friends/neighbors Adam & James for a dunk in their pool. The temperature is supposed to hit 90, so we’ll probably need it. Then maybe some barbecue at our place? Gotta pow-wow with Bill and see.
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Okay, let’s talk weight for a second.
I’ll be blunt: I’m really getting a gut. I mean, it’s been slowly getting larger over the past ten years or so, but lately, I’ve really begun to notice it. It’s really noticeable in recent pictures and, quite frankly, it’s begun to block my view of other parts of my personal landscape. (I know… WTMI.)
The crazy part is this: I haven’t gained any weight.
Seriously. I got on the scale yesterday, cringing and dreading the news, expecting to see 210 or 220 come up. Nope. 205. Right where it’s been for years. I just don’t get it.
I guess the answer is that the weight is shifting from other places. Lord, PLEASE don’t let me be one of those guys whose butt entirely vanishes only to reappear in the vicinity of their belly-button.
“Moderate diet and exercise” is the new mantra. All I can think of is Tina, who said she flatly refused to be 35 and a smoker. Me, I don’t want to be 50 and tubby. I’m not saying I want to get into triathlete shape… I am saying I don’t want to look like a huge Bartlett pear with legs. And I’ve got 4 years from the Monday after next to do it.
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Happy Weekend, everyone. See you again on Monday. Tschuss!
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3 comments:
"I don’t want to look like a huge Bartlett pear with legs."
BAHAHAHAHAH
You can do it! :)
My next goal:
I refuse to ring to start the next decade at this weight.
Let's see how THAT goes.
::::off to find my next dream pill::::
You look good to me! :) But good luck in your new goal!
The show was GREAT! Thanks so much for the awesome entertainment! We all loved it!
The simple answer as to why you're lighter and yet look fatter is that you've replaced muscle with fat.
Do some weight training at the gym--you'll probably gain a few pounds at first but you'll look better.
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