A Snapshot of the Morning
Yesterday, I ate half a loaf of Ezekiel bread,
And spent the whole day alternating
Between two screens,
The television
(so I could play Grand Theft Auto 4—
I'm on the Jimmy Perogino missions,
And sometimes the game coalesces
Into movie-like atmospherics)
And the computer
(where I also alternated:
Between going on Facebook,
Twitter, Hotmail, Google, Wikipedia, etc,
And playing Diablo III,
Which is only a trial version,
Which I'm not sure if I'll buy it in full—
Even though I'm experiencing
A lot of peer pressure at the moment—
Which looks like Diablo II
Because I usually play games
Via Playstation) .
It was my off-day from working out,
(Which my workouts still aren't all that intense, I suppose) ,
But I managed to lose two pounds in the morning.
I'm not trying to lose fat—
I don't have much of that to give,
And I'm fine having a bit of sodium,
So I can retain a bit of water—
And I'm not really trying to build muscle,
Just trying to get in shape
For the heck of it, you know?
I eat 3000 calories a day,
All of them are organic, nutrient dense foods,
(Plus twenty pills
And a spoonful of piracetam)
And exercise every other day,
And I feel great,
But I don't want to lose weight.
Looking at the scale this morning was a bit of a disappointment,
But it's afternoon now—
Ready to do enter asana,
Then do aerobic, core conditioning,
Then a few minutes of a full lotus,
Then, best of all, time to eat a big bowl of oatmeal.
I wish more people had my kind of problems.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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