Week Four - Two Weeks Later

Well, in the end, it didn't go so hot - this vegetarian diet thing. First of all, I am not one. And that, apparently, is a problem. I mean, even though it was a 4 week experiment, knowing that it is coming to an end and counting first days and then minutes before I could have a steak is defeating the purpose a bit.

So I have to try something new. I had this great idea once. I thought I would write a book - journaling my own weight loss through the "eat less, move more" method. The catch was that I would take a photo of myself every day, in the same spot, in the same clothes and then I would print the photo at the top of each page and it would become a little flip book so readers could see - in fast motion what you could accomplish only in slow motion in real life. But I thought it could be encouraging. I mean, if it was me reading this book and if I turned the pages one at a time and saw no change and then flipped through them fast and could go, "ah ha", then maybe it could be motivating. But I am tinkering with the idea again. Of course no one is buying books these days.

A less good idea was to publish a book of my own recipes - the idea being that I am such a bad cook that you won't eat at all. But that idea came from a dream I had and those ideas usually disappear 30 seconds after you wake up for a good reason.

Another good incentive is to constantly look at photos of me thin. Of course that could

encourage spontaneous episodes of weeping and visits to "the black hole" as well, as I have no program that will take 30 years off. I can't even do it with a flip book. But for the hell of it, here is me, 30 years ago (actually 33), and thin.

I hate that girl.