I was reading Tête-à -Tête-Tête and his weight loss progress. I’m glycemic indexing, and it seems to work, but when you throw that much fiber at a person, how can there be room for anything but success? I should get a rebate from the Oatmeal Council.
The thing is that I don’t quite know what I weigh. I do know the figure, but it doesn’t register. How? I’ve set my bathroom scale to kilograms. And for the life of me, when I look down, it look like I’ve tuned into an FM radio.
I started in classic rock, have slimmed down to country and western, and hope to be down to public radio by the end of the year.
That is hilarious. Absolutely hilarious.
I think I’ll switch to Kilo’s and see where I am on the dial. It can’t be good.
“I’m not fat, I’m high frequency!”