My Weight Loss

Once a fluke, Twice is luck, But the Third Time was just plain hard work!

I did it for a third time — rode my bike all the way home from work (19 miles).  This time I took Union Hills instead of going down to Greenway.  I’m disappointed that I haven’t yet lost any weight, and my bloodsugar was 166 yesterday AFTER riding home.  That’s exremely high even after eating a good sized meal, but after exercise?  I should have been at 90 or even lower.  All day yesterday I had a high bloodsugar headache.  I’m guessing that I had to have been well over 200 for most of the day.  So, I’m going to start taking my bloodsugar meter with me to work again.

I need to start watching my food intake.  I’m guessing that’s why I had higher bloodsugar – my diet lately hasn’t been very regulated.  Well, that has to change.  I haven’t lost any weight despite the fact that I have put over 150 miles on my bike in two weeks!  I will not give up, I believe its only a matter of time before I begin to see results.


my dream – looting a gas station, taking advantage of a friend

I looted, took advantage of a friendship, and put my wife in danger. 

I don’t remember what happened that caused us all to start looting a gas station, but I remember jumping in and taking anything I could.  At first, I was just grabbing the stuff I was already going to buy, but then I thought I might be able to resell some of the stuff I took.  I looked for anything expensive — but its a gas station right.  I grabbed oil.  I went to the car to unload what I had taken, thinking I would just run back in and take even more.  While I was doing that, people all around me were grabbing stuff off the shelves, just like I was.  I remember thinking, “what’s wrong with these people?”  Stephanie asked what was going on when I dropped the stuff I had stolen off in the car.  “Nothing, just start packing this stuff up” I told her.  When I got back to the gas station, the door was locked.  A friend of mine (I have no idea who it was, just that I knew the guy) was inside, wearing a gas station uniform.  He asked what I was doing, I asked him for a two liter of soda pop.  “I can’t, I could lose my job” he said, but I was convincing.  “I just need a drink, man. I won’t be long and look, so much is already gone, what would anyone notice?”  There was someone else in the store with him that I didn’t recognize. He let me in.