January 6, 2008 at 7:51 am
I am a woman of my word, and I have plenty of paper in my printer, so yesterday I printed out my 8-week pass from the Discovery Health: National Body Challenge for Bally Total Fitness as promised and headed for the gym. But first I drove around the mall and through some commercial properties’ parking lots, not because I was lost, just because, um, I like to make sure no one is following me. And I wanted to search for pot holes to report to the department of public works.
Next week I have a training session with Aaron (name changed to protect innocent personal trainers), who recently lost 50 pounds himself. We’ll see how it goes, though after reading an article a reader named Greg sent me about 10 Things Your Gym Won’t Tell You, I’ll be happy to get through the experience without contracting a staph infection or having my spine severed by the weight machine.
Bally’s and Bed, Bath and Beyond are in the same mall complex. Since I was in the neighborhood, and since I had my gift card, and since I had a 20% off coupon, how could I not get the mango slicer? The apple slicer now has a friend to slice it up with.
On Thursday night I was on the Dr. Fitness and the Fat Guy radio show podcast (broadcasting live each week from Atlanta, GA, USA). I didn’t mention this beforehand because I figured if I sounded like a dumbass on the show I would pretend it didn’t happen and mention it to no one. However, I think I did okay, even if I’m not quite Letterman-ready. I didn’t start cursing like a sailor or drop the phone, anyway. You can listen to the show here. I’m the first guest, but there are also several other interesting interviews, including a guy who knows everything about tea.
Contests! If you have been sitting here wondering “How can I get a year’s worth of popcorn and a 1 year 2-movies-at-a-time Netflix subscription for free?” (and I know you have) you can wonder no more. Roni’s Weight Watchen Page(s) has teamed with Orville Redenbacher (the company, not the guy, because he died a while back and séances are expensive) to start a contest (details here) with that prize. All you have to do is write a blog entry that links to Roni and Orville and presumably let Roni know you did so, and you’re all entered. Like I am now. Of course now that I’ve told you, you’re probably going to enter and thus reduce my own chances of winning, so why don’t you look at some cute kittens instead?
Or you can give blood. Manic Mommy will put $1 into the pot for everyone who enters her contest and proves they have given blood this month (preferably their own blood since I don’t want to encourage back alley exsanguinations of the homeless). The details are at the bottom of this entry. This has nothing to do with weight loss, I just thought it was a worthy cause and I have no plans of entering it myself. I have nothing against worthy causes, it’s just, OMG, needles! When I was fat I could legitimately say I didn’t donate because the nurses couldn’t find my veins, but now I just have to admit that I am a wuss and I won’t voluntarily go near a needle even for a free cookie. (See, there are some things I really won’t do for cookies.) This makes me a bad person, I know, but you don’t want my bad blood anyway, do you? If they could somehow get the blood out of my body without pain or needles, I’d be all over this. Alas, I’ll leave the cash to nobler people than myself.