My BMI is 23.7, which falls under the "normal" weight range. I know it's towards the higher end of normal, but I like to think it's because I have so many big muscles. Ha! On my resume, it even says my interests include "fitness"... so, I must really be in good shape.
Double Bacon Cheese Burger |
My mouth is watering. Just look at that thing! It's from a place in Long Island, cleverly named The Burger Spot, in case you were wondering.
For dinner tonight, I was craving a Chicago-style hotdog. Before today, I've never even had an authentic one. Now, I've had three... Wait, does it have to be from Chicago to be authentic?
My First Attempt at a Chicago-Style Hot Dog |
Here's where the problem lies though. Why did I eat three of these delicious hotdogs? I would have been perfectly content with one.
At least I drank a Diet Pepsi, right? Womp, womp.
To make things worse, I am normally at the gym about 4-5 times a week. Over the past two weeks, I've gone a total of zero times. I mean yes, I had a thumb injury and then a nasty virus I probably caught from that sweaty dude who sneezed on me on the train. (Excuses, excuses.)
Why do I do this to myself? I'll tell you why. It's because my body randomly goes into Fat Kid Mode, and I can't stop it. Sorry, fat kids. I'm not making fun of you. I think I'm making fun of me.
By the way, the hotdogs I made? Solid. Probably the best I've ever made. Looking at the picture though, I should have put more tomatoes on.
Anyway, my first blog, and I'm already letting you in on my deep, dark secret. Anyone else have Fat Kid Mode issues?