In my never ending quest to seek out the six pack just dying to be found under the comforting layers of visceral fat - I am trying a new plan. Its not a diet - but a lifestlye change.
Its called soup for supper. I eat normal 'ABS diet' stuff during the day - do a workout everyday - and then feed my ravenous body with soup. Maybe two carrot sticks for dessert if I am in the mood to be extravagant.
Why torture myself you may ask? Well being a former fitness fanatic - I would like to get back to the point where I can run at a high speed for a long distance without the aid of my nebulizer misting up my lungs so I dont pass out... Also I have wild romantic fantasies of finally getting the ever elusive 'V'. In anatomy I think the scientific terms are 'Apollos belt', 'iliac furrow' and the ever popular 'come f*** me muscles'. Google it. In private. The images are haunting. Think Michael Phelps, Ryk Neethling, Edward Cullen!
What will I do with this 'V' I hear you ponder? Simple! I will never leave the house again! I will stay in bed all day every day with myself! I think I finally would have found what I am looking for - a deep, spiritual love with me and my 'V'. This will be the year - I can feel it!
To get there I will be making an important purchase this weekend. A hula hoop. I figure it will help me get better at other 'rhythm necessary activities' too. Alas, I digress - I'm now thinking about what a long drought its been! Sadly the only thing I am going to have today to quench the thirst is some green tea!
Adios!
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