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Fat Pat: Tuesday, February 6th, 2007
Breakfast - nothing
Lunch - Cajun Chicken salad, fruit salad, a little bit of bow tie pasta with sundried tomatoes (probably 2 oz.)
Dinner - Meatballs (6) no bread. American Cheese and tomatoe sauce
WT: 238 (No Change - dammit)
PT:
2 mile speed walk from train (was practically running, mostly because it was cold as hell)
minimal crunches
minimal pushups
I was pretty wiped out yesterday. Early in the day I decided that I was going to recreate Monday Pizza day on Tuesday, because I had forgotten to do it on Monday. Stace had a show in Long Island that I couldnt' go to (She got home at 3:30 in the morning, and I didn't think I could do that) so I was home alone.
But on the way home on the PATH, I decided that Pizza night was not such a good idea, and it was probably for the best that I missed it on Monday- so instead of taking the train all the way to my stop, I got off two stops early, and walked the two miles home. It was cold as hell, and I wasn't dressed for it, which made me walk that much faster. Most of the walk is uphill - a long steady incline, which really works my calves. What I usually do is suck in my gut while I walk, to give my abs a workout (and so I look good for all the Jersey city ladies.) It usually works pretty well. By the time I get home, my abs are smoked (smoked is an Army term for "worn out". - ie "that run smoked me" - you can also use it as a verb - "If you do that again, I will smoke you until you can't see straight." The latter normally said to a private who has messed up. A "smoke session" is when you PT a group of people for punishment purposes only. Again, normally used on privates.)
After I got home, I started to do PT, but puttered out pretty early. One set of pushups, some crunches, and maybe eleven situps - I was done. All mental, I know, but I was done just the same.
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