Lord Gonchar

I’ve officially put on the standard 10 pounds that everyone supposedly puts on when they quit smoking. (this friday is a month!)

To make matters worse, if I’m not depressed enough stepping on the scale or admiring my double chin in the mirror, Jamie is watching “The Biggest Loser” tonight and I realized that I’m now in the same general weight range as some of the lightest contestants. Fucking Yikes!

Granted, they had to lose 70 pounds to get there and I had to gain 10, but the fact remains – I weight roughly what some of the lard asses on The Biggest Loser weigh. That’s fuckered up in a big way. I officially weight the most I ever have in my entire life – by a few pounds.

Even worse – I can’t quite seem to find the motivation I did in 2006 to get started on dropping some of it. I want to. I know I should. Hell, I need to…but I’m still sucking down Coke and cookies.

I guess I’ll try to find that motivation yet again tomorrow. You’d think qualifying to appear on the biggest loser would be motivation enough, huh?

Maybe I need to start smoking again? (I’m kidding…kinda)