Scales, Exercise and I'd Rather Be Fat

OK, no I wouldn't rather be fat, but there is nothing more irksome than doing your best to become more active then stepping on the scale and finding that its gone up a few pounds.

Yeah.

Each day this week I've done over the 10,000 steps that Fitbit seems to think we should all do. I know that's not a lot, but I've actually been doing closer to 20,000 steps and one time I even went over 21,000.

When it hasn't been raining I've been taking at least a mile long walk after supper.

The scale could have been nice. It could have gone down a pound.

But no, that would bring me joy and I can't have that.

But I will plug on.

I am determined.

Advertizing Really Works

For the last week or more The Pickle has run an ad for Meloni's summer salads. At least once an hour or more, the obnoxious jingle for this restaurant is played and I listened to the descriptions of three very tasty sounding salads.

Last year these commercials were pure torture, because I didn't know where the damn restaurant was. This year I do. And this year I decided I was going to try one.

The salad that really has been tempting me was The Bird Of Paradise. It's a half a pineapple with chicken salad and fruit. It's also pretty pleasing to the eye.



It was a pity to have to eat such a gorgeous creation, but it was worth every last bite. Yum. The tiramisu was tasty too.

My ever expanding ass would like to thank 99.3 The Pickle for the ads that lured me in. Damn them and all their restaurant commercials.