Move Away from the Twinkie!

Actually, I've never really liked Twinkies, but I LOVE to snack. . . . and drink alcohol. . . . and eat dessert. And, this may come as a bit of surprise based on my recent bragging, I really don't love working out all that much.

While I love how I look and feel since I began eating right and exercising like a maniac, lethargy and gluttony are never quite out of my system. What's making this week all that more miserable for me is that I quit smoking (again) on Labor Day. Many of you don't know that for 25 years I've smoked off and on. Like our President, Barack Obama, I've taken great pains not to flaunt my tobacco addiction--preferring instead to puff in private. But, this week, I'm tobacco free.

Even though at my worst I never smoked that much, giving up cigarettes for me is a lot like not drinking coffee in the morning. I drink one cup of coffee EVERY morning. And, if I miss my coffee, I don't have cravings or headaches, I just don't feel quite right. It feels the same for me when I don't smoke. It's like I've forgotten to do something, and I can't remember what it is. My thought processes seem a little out of focus and my brain runs slower than normal. Also, rather than chilled and comfortable, I feel slightly cross and bothered. And, yeah, I'd like to eat everything in sight, too.

The problem for me is, rather than wanting to go running to get through the muddle, what I really want is a chocolate sundae. Or, better yet, I want a warm piece of cherry pie with a big scoop of ice cream. Yeah, and instead of working today, I'm having trouble finding a higher priority for my afternoon than watching Dirty Harry movies with a bag of Doritos in hand--and salsa, and cheese dip.

Fat people often say there's a thin person inside them trying to get out. With me it's the opposite. I'm a currently thin person whose fat self is just biding his time, playing cards, sitting back sipping martinis, waiting for thin Kevin to run out of steam. I feel such sympathy for Gollum! Remember when Smeagol wins the upper hand for a brief moment in The Lord of the Rings, and the creature seemed to tame his evil nature--only to succumb to temptation and revert to his nasty ways? I sincerely hope a serious backslide isn't in my future.

Wait a minute. Hope is not a plan! Yikes. A serious backslide is coming unless I come up with a counter attack strategy!

Don't worry, it's just my detoxing brain talking. Thin Kevin is not about to disappear. Not this month. He's gonna move away from the Twinkie, AND the Doritos, AND the Newport 100s. He's gonna race against cancer on Sunday. And, he's gonna start swimming with a bunch of fanatics beginning Wednesday. And he's not gonna stuff his face late at night. And he's gonna do this One Day At A Time. (cue up the music, please).

P.S. Wanna see some "before and after" pix. Look at my fitness blog, which is gonna help me stay fit and thin. That site is located at www.ididitucantoo.blogspot.com.