Darn! All the money I saved by not buying holiday treats. (I don’t celebrate, but there are a few seasonal items I used to buy each year–to eat by myself.)
I get an occasional mailing from Red Green because I bought the suspenders. So I found out that he and Harold are going on tour in 2019:
I was going commando recently, as I generally do, and got in a fire call that turned into a hazmat. I was exposed, and ordered out of my gear and into coveralls. Problem. Releasing the anaconda in a triage situation is poor form. I had a pair of gym shorts in the car, so I snuck out and grabbed those.
Ended up with a chest Mohawk after the pretty EMT finished connecting me to the 12 lead.
Forgot about this.
Anyway, the book was meant as a complaint. Not what I expected. 
The insults! Yesterday saw someone haven’t seen for 6 months. She yelled at me excitedly from quite a distance away…“What have you done?”
I was confused…said my knee was a bit sore, was slightly limping and thought she meant that.
When she got closer she grabbed my beautiful favourite t shirt and said You are going to have to get new clothes. You look fabulous. Get rid of these baggy clothes!
I bought them 2 months ago.
I think some smart keto people should start a clothing rental for those poor keto folks who are needing wardrobe up grades (or should I say 
down sized) so often
Yes, but what you CAN do and what is SMART to do aren’t always in alignment
Great - I spent two weeks off work for Christmas so didn’t do my. normal daily bike rides, doing nothing more strenuous than walking the dog and I didn’t manage to put any bloody weight on at all. Instead I just found that I wasn’t as hungry and so never managed to get through all the paté, cheese and salami I’d bought.
And to make matters worse, when I did finally get back on my bike yesterday, I didn’t even appear to have lost much of my fitness.
How exactly am I meant to justify torturing myself with some variety of January hairshirt diet bullshit when absolutely everything is fine?
Keto is the worst.
Agreed. I lost 10 pounds over the holiday season. I have NOTHING to wring my hands over and I feel so left out of the January seasonal “resolution” social activities. I didn’t get to participate in the binging, and now I don’t get to participate in the remorse.
I feel so anti-social.
And as long as I am complaining - I have blown through my old wardrobe so fast that I am getting into the territory where I no longer kept the older clothes and may have to buy new ones - but I am concerned that I won’t get to wear them long enough to get my money’s worth.
