Today is officially Groundhog Day where Punxsutawney Phil (the groundhog) predicts the weather for the rest of the winter (see groundhogday.org). According to legend, if the bloated squirrel sees his shadow there will be 6 more weeks of winter weather. Likewise, if he doesn’t see his shadow, it will be an early spring. It appears quite legit. And today, reports have it that Phil saw his shadow… six more weeks comes winter forecast.
To celebrate this tradition, I have decided I’m going to mirror Groundhog Day festivities with my own version of weight forecasting. If on February 2nd of each of the following years, I haven’t lost 1% of my January 1st weight (207 in 2009) I will commit to eating six weeks of groundhog only. I will actually punish myself and find, kill, sauté, and eat groundhogs. Desperate? Yes! But that’s the type of incentive a failed dieter needs as stimulus. This will cause me to be the Tony Robbins of rodent motivation. Instead of walking on burning coals, I will merely envision the eating of a varmint. I see this working each year.
Luckily for me, this past month I lost more than 2.07 lbs (actually, I lost it and gained it a few times throughout the past month… but I netted a deficit of about 4.5 pounds in January). So, the next six weeks I’m safe… it’s back to normal (rice cakes… then binge on chocolate cake… then, rice cake…).
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