My Gift to You

From January 1992, through May 1993, I kept a journal. Notice I did not say diary. Diaries are for those who desire to express their feelings, like women and queers. A journal is a manly record of events, minus the "how does this make me feel" part. I kept a journal. The primary objective of the endeavor was to track my weight loss--although by the time I logged my first entry I had already lost 80 of the 110 pounds that I would eventually lose--and to record my workouts. But I noted other things as well. And you're in luck because I'm in a giving mood.

These selections are not random, but they are typical. They are unedited and exactly as they appear in the original. Current comments are in parentheses.

(First entry)--Jan. 24, 1992
weighed 249 on digital scales at K-mart
(cool, huh?)

Feb 2, 1992
Vicar came over - ate lunch- went to Prestonwood Mall -
severely sprained left ankle throwing football-
played gin rummy after going to dr. for xrays
(see, nothing about yelling like a girl)

April 8, 1992
Read some more of "Birds do the strangest things" to girls. Played word games w/ T on magic slate
Vicar called-had major confrontation w/ E Jones at school

Sept 9, 1992
walked 1 hr- ran 18:05

Nov 8, 1992
ran 31:06-morning
Vicar + family came over
watched dallas beat detroit 37-3
went to prestonwood mall
threw football
played 1 game of gin rummy--he won

Dec 9, 1992
ran 25:30-morning
water off all day-went to work w/o shower

Jan 31, 1993
ran 20:36
all went to vicar's
watched dallas beat buffalo 52-17 in super bowl 27

Feb 21, 1993
vicar + family came over
threw football
went to mall
R threw up on couch

(last entry, sorry)
May 4, 1993
walked 1 hr

I've got a lot more, especially stuff about me reading to and playing games with my kids. Be nice and maybe I'll share some of that with you later. What an interesting life.