Shouldn't have had that second frozen yogurt...

or at least I should have gotten it without Cocoa Pebbles.

It's almost like Groundhog Day in January.

Thanks Sammie!

Last night when in need of dinner, I happened by a Quiznos to try of those new fangled Flatbread Sammies that are all the rage.

Thanks to seen them advertised on the TV every other minute for the couple weeks, I didn't need to see any of the nutritional information to know they were only 200 calories each.

I got a couple to go thinking Flatbread Sammies might be the perfect way to indulge without stuffing a foot of sandwich down my throat.

Well, when I got home, it didn't take long to realize how Quiznos is able to make a 200 calorie sandwich.

All you have to do is make that sandwich the size of a nickle.

Curvy Tuesday...

That's more like it.

In an effort to help my effort along, I took my life into my own hands by trying the new Curves Honey Crunch cereal.

Why those fitness centers are called Curves, I'll never know. Have you ever hung out by one? I have and it sure isn't pretty. Curves should really be renamed Lumps.

So here's the deal, I picked up a box of Curves Honey Crunch at the store the other night simply because it was on sale.

Was buying Curves Honey Crunch Cereal a mistake?

Was I a mistake?

The answer to both questions is a resounding yes, though my dear mother often refers to me as her favorite mistake.

I just ate half a bowl of Curves Honey Crunch Cereal and as I try to pick the crunchy bits out of my teeth these are the thoughts running through my head.

*If I eat another bowl, will my balls turn into ovaries?

*Why are my man boobs starting to feel extra soft?

*Ugh, this stuff is really starting to taste like a lesbian's ground up Birkenstock marinated with sweat from standing around at an all day Melissa Etheridge concert.

Long story short, I've got the breakfast cereal situation all set for houseguests.

Got the (chicken) finger(s)...

Slipped a little bit last night when I went to see Rambo (for the second time!) with some friends. Had a couple hands worth of chicken fingers, fries, hummus, and a couple Heinekens. Somehow though, my will power kicked in just in time to say no to chocolate cake.

Saying yes to hummus and no to chocolate cake makes me want to question my manhood.

Oh well, just gotta think of Schneider and take it one day at a time.

I really wish my pants were this sweet.

Holding steady...

Good news considering the day started with pancakes and ended with pizza.

Got out for a nice little ride in the hills yesterday between monsoons.

Saw snow not too far away from up on Mullholland...

Then on the way down, I got my own police escort. The Sheriff's Department's bike division was out on a training ride. With about 25 cops around I made sure to come to a complete stop at every stop sign.

If there was ever a perfect time to have a motorist buzz/and or mess with you, this was it.

And I even had a donut yesterday...

Paid for it at night though. I was on the couch watching that classic film Weird Science. Really would have been a good time for a snack. But nope, just kept repeating to myself, "You already had a donut."

So yeah, I pretty much sat there basking in the glory of Kelly LeBrock circa 1985 and fantasizing about the donut I had 12 hours before.

If you think hard enough you can almost taste the glaze.

Happy Rambo Day!

With the monsoon that's afoot, I had a grand scheme to wake up early this morning and hit the spin bike again.

FORTUNATELY that plan got derailed last night when I fortuitously discovered there was a midnight showing of RAMBO just a scant mile and a half down the street.

First time I've ever been to a film that got a standing ovation while it was still playing.

And the good news was that I was able to keep the midnight snacking to a minimum. Just a box of Raisinettes and a Diet Coke.

As if I needed caffeine to stay awake during this...