More Blogging?

There have been, in recent days, a few requests for more blogging. A couple are in the "comment" section of recent entries.

I tend to over analyze myself. I go back and read and think, "Well, that sounded stupid." Or, "Jeez, quit with the whining already."

This is going to be hard to believe, but I'm being as honest as I can. In 22 years in the business - be it newspaper or radio - I still have a hard time believing that people really care what I have to say. It's a fascinating thing to me, and always has been.

Obviously, in my line of work I have to say a lot (some of it maybe even semi-intelligent...LOL). And yeah, sometimes when I get fired up on some topic on the show I'm sure there's an entertainment factor - or an infuriation factor, depending on which side you're on.

But at the end of the day, there's still that "gee-whiz" factor. I still get a kick out of what I do, and can't believe that people actually make my show - or blog - a part of their regular daily schedule.

So, besides being busy and using that as an excuse, I think that maybe folks are getting bored reading the blog. Or that with all the problems we have in the world today, my personal battles are really insignificant.

But then I see the comments on other entries, or read the emails I've received. So maybe I should write more.

I'll just try to make sure it's relevant.

But as I've said before, just as some of you say I'm inspirational in some way in your lives, you are equally as such in mine. Please keep the comments and emails coming.

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Speaking of relevant, had a little slip-up today.

I was invited to a cookout at a friend's house down here, which turned out to be part of a birthday party. And I ate a small piece of cake.

No ice cream, for what that's worth.

I'll have to think back, but it may be the first real sugar I've had since I started this thing.

The guilt was unbelievable. But the cake was delicious.

We'll see what the effects are in about 10 days.

Florida Update

Hello from Titusville.

As I mentioned (or meant to mention), this is where I used to live for an 18-month stretch in 19991-92. Made some great friends while I was here, and it's been good to reconnect with them.

Clemson has won the first two games of the series with Central Florida over in Orlando, and with Duke's loss at Virginia Tech Friday night the Tigers have secured the final spot in the ACC Tournament field. That means I'll be in Jacksonville all next week.

Which means, if you've been following, two full weeks between weigh-ins. So, yes, the challenge is definitely on.

Trying to be good so far, and for the most part I have. Eating nothing between meals. A little concerned about eating late after the games the last couple of nights, but again that's one of the challenges of this profession - funky hours and convenient food.

Fortunately, the hotel has a restaurant that's open late and I've been able to get salads and chicken or, as I did the other night, a club sandwich on whole wheat.

So, we'll see how it goes. I've decided there is no timetable for this. It's got to be a permanent change in my life.

Doesn't make it any easier, though.

Loaded Up and Truckin'

No weigh-in today. The road beckons. Florida ain't coming to me, so off we go to Titusville/Orlando first and then, hopefully, Jacksonville.

Possibly two weeks will go by without a weigh-in session, as I mentioned in the last post.

Somehow, I get the feeling I may be at some sort of crossroads here.

We shall see.

Talk to you from Florida.

Results TBA?

I have an interesting next 7-10 days ahead.

Leaving for Florida Wednesday morning for Clemson baseball in Orlando vs. the University of Central Florida. It's possible I won't be able to weigh in before I leave.

Then, if Clemson is fortunate enough to make the ACC Tournament which starts next week in Jacksonville, I'll stay in Florida and won't be able to weigh that Wednesday, either.

So it could be two weeks before I get on the scales again. Oh sure, I could find any scales. But for consistency, the only one that counts in my eyes is the one I use in Clemson's training room.

I will tell you this. This morning when I checked in I was up about three pounds. No lamenting anything this time. I just ran into a couple of situations this past week where I probably ate a little too much, even though I stuck to the low carb aspect of the diet.

Also could be fluid, as I suspect was the case two weeks ago. But I don't know for sure.

I do know that I caught myself again in one of the little traps that spring up during an effort such as this. As soon as I saw the six pounds dropped last week, I relaxed. Time to celebrate (to a certain extent), I told myself.

Well, that's the kind of thinking that got me into this mess.

So I continue to learn and fight through this thing.

And if I can weigh Wednesday, I will. And I'll report whatever the findings may be.

But if not, it will be very intriguing to see how things go if I'm on the road for the better part of two weeks - eating in Florida restaurants/hotels and not having the scales for a couple of weeks.

If you have a lucky rabbit's foot, rub that sucker for me.

By the way...

Forgot to total it all up. That's 56 pounds now gone.

Over halfway to 100. Who woulda thunk it?

High, Deep and Gone!!!

THAT'S more like it, sports fans:

Week One - Lost 9
Week Two - Lost 3
Week Three - Lost 3
Week Four - Lost 0
Week Five - Lost 9
Week Six - Lost 5
Week Seven - GAINED 2
Week Eight - Lost 0
Week Nine - Lost 5
Week 10 - Lost 1
Week 11 - Lost 3
Week 12 - Lost 0
Week 13 - Lost 7
Week 14 - Lost 1
Week 15 - GAINED 3
Week 16 - Lost 5
Week 17 - GAINED 3
Week 18 - Lost 4
Week 19 - Lost 3
Week 20 - Lost 0
Week 21 - Lost 6

Weekend Musings

Sitting here in the radio booth at Doug Kingsmore Stadium, about 2 1/2 hours before Clemson hosts Florida State in the first of a three-game series.

After Wednesday's weigh-in, I went back over to the university trainer's room Thursday morning and hopped on the scales again. Just to see.

This time, I was down a pound.

Down three. Even. Down one. All that weighing three times in a four day period.

Someone smarter than me needs to help me figure out what the blazes is going on here. It would be one thing if I had overeaten. But just the opposite was true.

Oh well. Add that to the long list of things I don't understand.