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June 1st.

By my wildly optimistic calculations, I should have hit my first goal (240 lb.) by this past Saturday.

Didn't happen.

Not surprising, really, considering I haven't really been giving any more than lip service to MediFast since about the beginning of April.

So, another pseudo-milestone is here. "What, oh what," you may ask, "is your wacky plan this time?"

Even if you didn't ask, you're going to get told. I remained convinced that MediFast can work (if only because J's wife has become pregnant as a result of her renewed sexual interest in his dramatically slimmer self), and as I've covered here before, the key is the evening. While I'm at work, the oatmeal, three shakes and the "candy" bar are plenty. I feel fine, not at all hungry and everything's great. Instead of the "salad with chicken on it" approach, I'm going to try using a double-packet of MediFast for dinner (I bought the chili, and while it's not bad-tasting, it's a bit inconvenient for work, so we'll see how it works). The MediFast site suggests taking an acid reducer (like Tagamet) to avoid the "gnawing" feelings, as they could be excess acid production.

So, we'll see. I'll do an official weigh-in tomorrow and reset my exepctations based on a June 1 start.

In other news:

Had to replace the refrigerator. Old one had an obstructed capillary line, and the repair was going to cost $750 with a 90-day warranty. It's nice having ice again.

Had to get the "downstairs" A/C recharged with Freon-22. Hell of a lot cheaper than it could have been.

Got the garage rearranged and the router table bench made. I've decided I still eventually need a sliding compound miter saw. The table saw is great for ripping, but not so good at cross-cutting narrow stock. I can use the circular saw to cross-cut, but it's not as precise.

Still need to replace the fence. The guy my friend used seems to have ceased being a going concern. The website's gone, and the phone he'd called me on has been disconnected.

I'm supposed to start "Dads train free" month at Daugther's Tae Kwon Do class tonight, but I'm considering ditching. I hate looking like a fool, and God knows a big guy like me isn't going to make a graceful sport like TKD look good. And there's no WAY I'm gonna be able to do a round kick above my belt. I'm just not that flexible. On the other hand, it would be exercise, and flexibility improves with practice.

No progress on guitar.

No progress on erasing the sleep debt.