Today i ate my second indulgence, which consisted of: a bar of Swiss Dark Chocolate (2.5 servings; 600 cal.) and a 1 oz. chunk of Brie. (100 cal.) I ate them sometime after breakfast but before lunch.
Putting my hesitations aside, i devoured half of the bar within, maybe 15 mins, and took my time with the last half (over several hours). I knew and expected to get a sugar rush, but man was it apparent. I developed a head ache, became irritable, and wouldn't hold still. I could feel my head getting fuzzy, and i redeveloped a cough i used to get when i ate too much chocolate in, lets say "my previous life". A cough really? yes really, kinda weird i know, but there it is. So i spaced out the next half of the bar, and let my head settle a little. Despite the backlash, i enjoyed every bit of it, though, in the future (post project), i plan to space out any chocolate consumption by days at least. Half a serving would have done me fine, and in truth, it's about all i can stay mindful with, at least a third of those little squares i don't even remember eating, and probably closer to two thirds.
The Brie on the other hand was delicious, and that was the end of it. Of course i know that the real end of it was somewhere in the middle of today's jumpropes, or maybe even tomorrow's jumpropes. But it didn't leave my head swimming for a half-hour anyway.
Speaking of today's jumpropes:
My jumprope broke at one end on my second to last set today. Luckily, there was enough space on the rope for me to jump when i grabbed the handle-less end and finished my last set. And i've still got Ol' Jumpy here as a back up, but i'll be seeking out a new vinyl rope sometime in the near future.
I'll have to think on a fitting rite of passage for what's come to be a good friend of mine. Even though we had a love-hate relationship for all of our days together, and even though i invented the term for (and often plotted) it's murder, it continued to put up with my bad language and was there whenever i needed it. So, Farewell JumpRope, may you have an auspicious rebirth... or whatever it is that happens to the consciousness of vinyl when it's deconstructed.
And now time for construction!
Valete
Fun times!
ReplyDeletePoor jumprope! Perhaps it'll be reborn as vinyl siding? Not sure if that's better or worse than a jumprope though....
ReplyDeleteI'm pretty sure we have the same jump rope. I got two extra ones when after my first one broke, and so far they're holding up!
ReplyDeletehaha, we should have jumprope show and tell day
ReplyDeleteI was sure my JumpRope Mark I was out to kill me, so I wasn't sad at it's demise. JumpRope Mark II was a good companion and got me to start liking the ropes, but it did break quite a bit until finally it was no longer usable. JumpRope Mark III is still going strong!
ReplyDeleteDamn, last night even Patrick broke his jumprope!
ReplyDeleteI felt left out.
Either my New Hotness is just Too Awesome A Jump Rope, or I need to man up and start jumping on gravel or something!
Far out chocolate buzz, man.
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