Dear Lamont,

What should have sucked was totally awesome. I hate those suicides. I hate those One Two Threes. Oh dear lord, I hate those push ups and then running it out. But wow, today I was able to do them without blacking out and seeing stars. Apparently I am improving.

Thanks for noticing, I appreciated that you reinforced this for me. You don't know how much.

I still feel like I got hit by a truck, though. I guess if I didn't ache it wouldn't be worth paying you for, right?

-Burly

Dear Lamont,

I love that I can pig out more if I eat healthier things.

You don't wanna know how many whole wheat reduced fat cheese quesadillas with Chick'n Strips I just had. Because I had to eat them. To hit my daily calories mark. Heck yeah.

Love,
Burly

P.S. Okay, it was two, but shut up, it felt decadent.

Dear Lamont,

I think you're on to me...

But I'll have you know mister "So you can write that in your blogs..." that I'm eating an apple and peanut butter right now. NOT an milkshake and fries like my brain is telling me I want.

So you can hint around that you know about me and my blogging all you want, but this girl- cheddar burgers aside- is on a straight and narrow path to becoming Shakira.

Minus the rhythm. And you know, general likeability.

BUT THOSE ABS ARE GONNA BE MINE.

Cordially,
Burly

P.S. I owe you for being a dork and not remembering to tell everyone to bring their money tonight for you. Okay, I owe you 3xhowever many girls we had there tonight. But instead I'll pump up your Central Valley's Greatest Loser gig, hows that?

Dear Lamont,

Yeah, I did it. And it tasted GOOOOOD.

And I even did manage to almost block you from the back of my mind until I took my first bite. Then I made some adjustments and went back to my happy place. And then once I was in the Safety Dance video, I finished eating my Cheddar Burger from Cosmopolitan with just one half of the bun, and lettuce on top.

And it was good.

Gonna go do my push ups now.

Love,
Burly (Who can't believe that she let the cat out of the bag about her happy place.)

Dear Lamont,

Doing 50 pushups to see if I can do them before I go and do the thing I'm planning on doing tomorrow (that involves cheddar cheese) which I know will wind up in me doing 50 pushups for you. If I can't do them now, I most assuredly won't be able to after the stuff I plan on puttin in mah belleh at lunch.

We'll see how this goes.

Burly

EDIT: Yeah, I did em. I almost didn't make it past 45 but I summoned my inner Burly and pushed out 5 more in the name of cheddar.

Dear Lamont,

I'd type more but it hurts to move.

Love,
Burly

Dear Lamont,

Ate a HUUUUGEEEE lunch that was actually breakfast foods. Ate a healthy dinner with lots of spinach.

Walked for a few hours with the kids and the dogs.

And realized my quads hate stationary bikes for 10 minutes.

I'm only 200 calories over, but I burned a crapload of calories in return. Negate this, hashbrowns and mini pancakes!

See you tomorrow!

Love,
Burly