Longhorn in Paradise

As I stated in the last blog, I am going to include you, my loyal fans, in my quest for 200lbs. I started at 250 on February 28, 2006 and am looking to shed those 50lbs of flab before I turn 34 on September 25, 2006. That equates to about 7lbs/month or .25lb/day. I have been averaging about that til now. I lost 18 lbs in the first 3 months, so I am behind my goal by 3lbs. I actually weighed 1 lb more this week than last. No big deal as I am quite certain the Memorial Day Weekend had something to do with that. :-) I had a great spinning class this morning and will be hooping on Sunday, so I just need to start paying closer attention to what goes in my body. I've been on this freaky Ice Cream kick lately where I get an Ice Cream sandwich almost every day or have a bowl of ice cream after dinner. That needs to get cut out...I should also start drinking more water...I have been sucking down the diet cokes to try to keep myself awake during the days. I could probably stand to not drink it so much at home. But, addiction is addiction right? Who am I to try to do anything about it? I am but a man.

Speaking of men, I had a heart to heart with my son yesterday. I told Hagen that I was, quite frankly, tired of all the screeching and crying and that the Knight men had a long tradition of not crying. As men, we feel it is most important to keep all emotions bottled up inside and only allow release in the form of aggressive, often illegal, play in sports. That is just the way we roll. I think he understood and he knows that when I am around, I am going to keep him on a tight leash when it comes to expressing himself in this manner. I know this may seem like harsh treatment of a boy who has yet to celebrate his first month as a member of the planet Earth, but this is the style of parenting that I have chosen and I am going to stand by it. (one of my favorite Simpsons lines of all times...Mo is reminiscing about the choice he had of getting his bar decked out in big screen tvs or buying a mechanical bull (pan to cobweb and dirt covered bull) and how it didn't really work out, but "I stand by my decision and probably wouldn't have done anything differently.").

So, still no response from any Knight family to the blog. I sent the link to a supplier of mine so he could see pics of Hagen and warned him just to look, not to read...he didn't listen and sent me an e-mail telling me he thought I was pretty strange. haha. But, he did send me a surfboard to use to decorate Hagen's room, so I guess I can handle having my oddity called out like that.

OK. Kat says noone will ever respond to a long blog with no pics of my beautiful family. I say who cares. It is not like I log in 20 times each day hoping that someone out there cares about what I have to say and takes the time out of their busy schedule to just let me know what they think about my ramblings. It reallly isn't TOO crushing to see the "0 Comments" under my labors of love. I mean, I'm sure I will get over it somehow...most likely through very hard fouls in my next basketball game. :-)