Stalker Update....

It is confirmed. My stalker is now a bagel-pusher. He still has his white van. I've seen him the last few times when I was on my way to the gym. He figured out that I got a membership at Fitness Lady. He sits outside of the Beagle Bagel, not doing anything, just sitting in his van. I still haven't gotten a good look at him, but he has muscular forearms. I guess he's waiting for me to replenish my glucose levels right after my workout... Hhhmff!
Speaking of carbs; I am on a new eating plan. Not the see-food diet. It is slightly extreme, but I had to go there in the beginning to get my portions right. What I have done is resigned to my crockpot. I have chosen about 17 meals I wish to eat. I then choose one a week, and proceed to buy the food on Sat or Sun. Cook it all on Sunday and divide it into 1 or 2 cup servings for the week. I don't vary too much for my breakfast, and dinner is usually a salad, so my problem was lunch time. So this works well for me. From the bodyfat test I had in January and the recommended calories it suggested for me to lose 2lbs a week, I would have to eat approx. 1700 calories. It doesn't sound so bad, but I tell you, I must have been a pig, because now, every 2 or 3 hours, I am starving. That is good though, because I know my metabolism is working. Not many could do this, since it requires eating the same food all week, but I am on a mission. I want to lose at least 15 lbs by the Marine Corps Marathon in October. If I can't find a few good men, I at least want a few good pictures! Whew, my stomach is talking to me as I type this. I also had to cut much of my sugar and coffee...ohhh, the horror! I love those two, especially together.
As for the Hound Dog, I think he's retired. I haven't seen him this year. No, this year is my year! The Year of the Tiger! Rrrrrr! (Did you know 'viagra' is sanskrit for tiger penis? Just a tidbit of useless information. I could go into why, but I am not sure if there are any kids out there reading this. I'll give the reason in the next blog, wink-wink.)
So in closing, my fellow runners, I hope you all remember that you have the power. The power to move, to live, to be. Take advantage...and hopefully you'll aquire a bagel-pushing stalker just like me! Ciao!