Thanks for the comments last time. This is kinda my mental prep blog. Shoulder feels great, I tested it with a couple push ups and pull ups (no reps or sets or anything, just testing the waters and letting it continue to rest) and I feel pretty good about starting Monday. Scale says I've become almost 140 over the last month, and there's a 1/4 inch difference in my biceps. I don't know why that's a measure for me, I don't really care about any particular body part. I'm pretty sure it's because it's easy to measure and also it lets me say things like "and there's a 1/4 inch difference in my biceps." I'm getting ready more for the diet than the exercize. Lifting is no big thing really, I love it, I love pushing myself, I love aching, and I love knowing I'm going in the right direction finally. Eating, well my habits have been all over the board. I used to eat one HUGE fast food meal a day and nothing else due to an interesting schedule. Then I moved on to drinking a six pack a day, eating two . . . well I mean they were less meals and more a huge helping of pasta and whatever I'd snag on the way to work. For the last two months I've been doing three meals a day and using weight watchers (beer, by the way, wow does it put on pounds quick). Yeah yeah I know there's a lot of distaste for it, but almost any plan works when you really want it too, even if it's not the prime example of eating. Now . . . well I looked at all the meat I needed to eat. Looked at my budget. Wept a little inside, and then realized that I can keep the protien and fat and so on with a little substitution. I just need to be OK with one thing. I alone am going to be the driving cause behind the entirety of the world's tuna population going extinct within a week or two. Greenpeace is going to have me on file. But at least I won't have as many dishes to do. | 
