A brief note

As Blogger was giving me difficulties in trying to remain anonymous in this, the information in the first post was actually put up for the first time on Wednesday.

Thursday was a reasonably good day -- one sub sandwich and a couple of Gatorades while attending a golf function. I also had a Tim Horton's Ice Cap on the way home, but had it made with the 1% chocolate milk, which my wife swears to me makes it not so horribly unhealthy.

The golf function didn't go particularly well, and I was shocked at how strong my urge was to go grab a couple hamburgers and already pitch this whole idea in the garbage. Is my desire to eat tied that strongly to be unhappy? I resisted (well, save the iced cap), and today I feel good about it.