No Pizza Mondays

I hate Mondays!


That's why Garfield is my hero, he hates them too. Ah, he loves lasagna too...

I have decided that Mondays are going to be my "No Pizza Day".

I have recently been becoming less and less satisfied with my weight. Not for any health reason, but simply my shape.

It was commented at the bar the other night that I am "out of shape," to which I replied, "Isn't round a shape?"

But they are right, sadly, they are right.

So how did I go from the 76kgs that I weighed when I lived in Bolivia in 1999, to my present 100+ (the plus is my secret, but <10),>

I gave up smoking three times. Ha! Justification! you shout. No, it's the truth, each time I gave up smoking, I piled on the weight like there was no tomorrow.

The last time, as an example, I gave up and six weeks later I had gained 10kgs and stayed there for the six months. I thought bugger this, and reasoned if I put weight on when I stopped smoking, I'll take it off when I start again. That was erroneous thinking. I simply stayed the same, up and down a kilo or two, but essentially the same "round" shape.

Now, I love pizza. My love for pizza is probably only eclipsed by Garfield's adoration of lasagna. I have decided that come hell or high water, Mondays are NO to pizzas. Instead, I am going to devote Mondays to something disgustingly healthy - salad.

Today is Monday...