Category: Phase 3

I love group shots from comic books. Time to go to Saint Andrews New Brunswick.

Mutant Diet Phase 3 Day 36
A fellow (bastard) at work brought in Ghirardelli (holy shit) chocolates today (of all days).

My ongoing weakness is becoming embarrassing.

I rode the bike and the Burrard Bridge was really steep today. And it was not supposed to rain and I suffered a small sprinkling. I hope it’s not mucky later today so that I can do the longer ride.

I am going to ignore how terrible I’m doing on this phase and concentrate and making it through the next meal without a trip to the chocolate aisle.

I searched for best comic book image of wonder woman and thought it would be faster. No.

Mutant Diet Phase 3 Day 35
I am really late writing this post. The day was not a usual Sunday with a dance competition for one child, a massive marathon run disrupting traffic, and a second child at a rehearsal in Richmond.

Yesterday was my cheating swan song. Today was stricter. Although in desperation I just ate an egg/bacon sandwich.

The mental game is now huge because I realized that I now have to monitor my responses to everything at such an absurd level of detail in order to stop the misplaced negativity. By this I mean when you forget something you were going to bring somewhere, do you just deal with the problem or do you deal with the problem while violently berating yourself?

The weather forecast seems to indicate riding weather. Thank goodness because it might boost my metabolism and my mental state.

Please consider signing this petition for my son’s school’s playing field.
https://www.change.org/p/vancouver-school-board-fix-drainage-of-the-henry-hudson-elementary-playing-field

Supergirl and Batgirl are fun. Friends of mine were in Tofino and Pacific Rim National Park. Apparently they got wet. What a non surprise.

Mutant Diet Phase 3 Day 34
I will not eat like an idiot. I will not eat like an idiot. I will not eat like an idiot. I will not eat like an idiot. I will not eat like an idiot. I will not eat like an idiot. I will not eat like an idiot. (Yum this turkey bacon club at Tim’s isn’t too bad.) I will not eat like a dope. I will not eat like a dope. I will not eat like a dope. I will not eat like a dope. (That raisin tea biscuit wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be.) I will not eat like a dumb fuck. I will not eat like there were no more carbs scheduled to be made in the universe. I will not eat like in ignoramus. (That’s a tough word to touch type.) I will not eat like an ignoramus. I will not eat like an ignoramus. I will not eat like an ignoramus. I will not stress over the fact ignoramus really should be pronounced ‘ignore-a-mus’ as opposed to ‘ignore-EH-mus’.

I have a new theory that ignoring colds as opposed to actually taking rest might not be the best treatment.

Earth 3 Crime Syndicate. When I think of Sackville New Brunswick, I can’t help but think of Falstaff’s favourite drink, sack.

Mutant Diet Phase 3 Day 33
My butt sent me a memo saying that the City of Vancouver should not have diverted the False Creek bike path up to Lamey’s Mill Road because that was a sudden nasty hill.

In a way it’s good that it rained today because I did the full 12.3 km for the day and man the weather was fantastic and it felt good. Until of course it kind of hurt. I am stronger than the last time I was on the bike, but with the lingering cold the cardio piece needs help.

The diet still needs help. I have a shopping trip coming that may alleviate some of the difficulty. I must think meat not pudding, to rephrase Pink Floyd.

Definitely a day for Hulk and Deadpool. Let’s go to Nanaimo for naughty desserts.

Mutant Diet Phase 3 Day 32
I rode my bike to work today for the first time in 2017. The weather’s supposed to go to hell this evening. I find when there’s a common physical exercise that’s discontinued for a long time and you return to it, the body gives you a freebie. Then you are punished.

One thing is that I’m stronger than last November so I think my riding stability has increased.

Of course the eating. I’m tired of being lectured by my own mind, even when deserved. I feel that others out there in the wild are saying “tsk, tsk, if only you could eat bananas or stevia or less or more greens or high fibre or no fruits juices between 7 and 9 PM or just was more something like a real man …” blah blah blah blah blah.

As you can imagine the signal to noise ratio in my head is bad.

One of these characters is Mockingbird, of whom I know very little. I just checked and Charlottetown‘s weather is a lot like Vancouver‘s.

Mutant Diet Phase 3 Day 31
Last night my arm hurt from whisking eggs. Perhaps my workout was a little intense on top of the Monday personal trainer session.

Still having a significant chocolate addiction. It’s embarrassing really (he says typing and eating a chocolate almond at the same time).

I slept slightly better last night and don’t feel as miserable as I did yesterday morning. I’ve underestimated this late spring allergy season.

However, given the weather forecast, there’s a chance I could ride my bike tomorrow. I’ll have to pump up the tires tonight and make sure the right clothes are ready.

Spider-man and Hellcat from a comic I don’t own. Check out Bay Bulls near St. John’s Newfoundland.

Mutant Diet Phase 3 Day 30
Yikes. My hamstrings. Shortly after arriving at work I realized my hamstrings do not want me to sit down. Twitch, twitch, twitch. Not painful, just gross.

Speaking of gross, I’ve been enslaved by sugar. I’m trying not to think about it.

I was going to make eggs and bacon for today’s breakfast but, the milk was off. Sigh.

There’s sun today but still basically cold. 6 degrees in May in Vancouver? Give me a break!

If ever a Monday morning needed Harley Quinn, it’s this one. Who knew you needed to practice math?

Mutant Diet Phase 3 Day 29
I don’t know. Maybe I should switch to the all-carbs, all-chocolate diet.

What a nincompoop. Mental health professionals advocate against being too hard on yourself but seriously. Let’s say an animal darts in front of your car and you can’t stop. Odds are you’ve run over someone’s pet. Perhaps being mean to yourself for being such an ass-hat doesn’t help. However, it doesn’t leave the animal less dead.

Right at the moment my diet part of this diet/fitness program is pretty much road kill. However, I’m a bit of a zombie and intend to rise again.

Plus I have to see the trainer for a workout. I have no intention of the scale being anywhere near me. I do plan to break my sugar cycle today. Wish me luck.

I am very fond of group superhero images. Check out Lake Charlotte in Nova Scotia.

Mutant Diet Phase 3 Day 28
Two neighbours of mine are struggling with illnesses and/or chronic pain that are limiting their ability to move. I look how healthy I am and how lucky I am to be able to pursue that fitness that I am tackling and I wonder just what the heck I think I’m thinking.

A lot of our thinking is in a blurry hardly-paying-attention zone. For example when we drive, even without phones, are we truly looking at every corner we pass? Or are we waiting for something literally to jump out at us?

And with that I have to look at what I’m doing and be aware. Non judgemental.

I do wish for this cold to go away. I took an antihistamine yesterday and all that was left was the cold.

I was feeling gloomy today, so lots of Spider-people. Make sure to go give The Yukon some love.

Mutant Diet Phase 3 Day 27
Another rainy day, which came of the heels of a decent day. I need a couple of decent days in a row. I want to ride my bicycle.

A ponderous to-do list and a sluggish brain does not help this process. And given the schedule one of my children, it looks like this weekend’s yoga class is a no-go.

This is quickly turning into a mind game. When a mind game is with yourself, one is never sure who’s playing.