Walden Cabin: Observations typed on an old Underwood

Flaberghasted
It's a New Year. And I've decided to lose the extra weight. Now, I'm not "fat", but I do have a little tire around the waist. It's not enough to keep me afloat, but it's there. And I just found out my body mass index (BMI) is 23.5, when 22 is "optimal." You can find out yours here. Suzy signed me up for a 10k run training course, and I'm giving up beer on Monday (well, maybe). Yet, determined as I am to get in shape, it just occurred to me that I spent the last 45 minutes sitting at my computer when I should have been doing crunches. And now it's time for bed. There's always tomorrow.

Here's a quote from Men's Health Magazine:

"The article you are about to read is based on the simple notion that (a) men like food and (b) men like sex, so (c) wouldn't it be great if you could actually eat your way to more fun in the bedroom?
Grunt if you agree."

>> Read the rest here.

(How do you write a grunt?)