Attempt 105, Week 8

“I’ve got some good news and some bad news.”

“What’s the good news?”

“The good news is there’s no bad news.”

“Excellent! What’s the bad news?”

“The bad news is: I lied.”

Okay, okay. The good news is that once again, due to the law of averages, I’m down three tenths of a pound this week. The bad news is I had five days in a row at 216/216.5 then overnight went up to 218. Then over another night, went up to 219. This week’s graph looks like this:

Graph: Attempt 105, Week 8

Week Eight
Starting Weight 224.0
Current Weight 217.2
Change from Last Week -0.3
Lost So Far 6.8
Pounds To Go 18.2

It was my second complete week without the food log, something I desperately need to turn around. I’ve used The Daily Plate for years, and I really, really meant to get back to it this week but I just couldn’t. And by that I don’t mean it was a psychological thing. I mean I actually couldn’t get to the web site due to the eight pound pile of Cheez-Its on my keyboard. But once I eat through those and can get to my browser’s address bar again, I should be back in business.

I’ll leave you this week with a thought. We’re now only four years away from having flying cars be the dominant mode of transportation in Hill Valley, California. That doesn’t leave much time for the car companies to figure out exactly how that’s all going to work. It’s funny how all through the twentieth century, the flying car was the quintessential vehicle of the future: as if the only thing between us and flying to work was a minor technological hurdle. The truth is, however, that I don’t think the species as a whole is ready for it. We have enough trouble with ground-based transportation.

So I’m not holding my breath for flying cars by 2015. On the other hand, it’s entirely possible they’ll make fifteen more Jaws movies between now and then.

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