The Hollando Diet

I blame my latest infraction on the Baylor Law School air conditioner. Because that device broke, my friend, Rory, (a professor at Baylor Law), gave up on working at his office and therefore missed the chance to check his calendar and see our plans for lunch today. Hence, left to my own devices, I wandered through the desert in search of adventure, a la Kane, the Kung Fu guy on television.

Finding other friends in town, we converged upon an establishment doing business as “Chuck’s” or some variant of that name. I simply had to consume a burger referred to as the “4×4″ burger. As a rational person would expect, four patties and four layers of cheese awaited me. When it comes to food, I suffer from a bit of what Shiller terms irrational exuberance. As I inhaled this meat pie, I felt a pang of remorse in light of my recent workout series: yoga, horse riding, and a morning of raking, bagging leaves, and digging for new plants. The first two in that series took my weight down to 178 lbs. Ostensibly I weighed less after yard work. Now… I’ll have to jog in the morning… to break even.

In other news, I have until September 5 to lose as many pounds as possible, with 179 lbs. as a starting point. Naturally, I have waited until the last week to start in ernest. The secretaries against whom I am competing are a wee bit ahead… and the contest is based on a percentage of body weight lost, so they can lose less and win. My work is cut out for me.