Wednesday Weigh-in

Just like my weight loss, I am being a bit slow to report... Somehow or other (mostly more running I think!) I managed to eke out one more pound loss last week, so now down to 164.  Starting to generate daily logs to send through to the dietician every Friday.  It wouldn't look good to have donuts, candy bars and Pop Tarts on there, so I am not having any of them...

Whatever do they put in a 'pop tart' that bumps up the calorie count for that tiny little thing to 200?  Sugar, for sure. Which also happens to my dietary achilles heel.

It could be worse; I might have a hankering for old-fashioned hot dogs, the really greasy kind made with an assortment of 'variety meats' and other odds and ends such as nitrates, a suspected carcinogen. Not that it stops people from eating them.

To the contrary.  Increasingly over the last few years, the so-called sport of competitive eating has been rearing its gluttonous head with more and more publicity being given to a series of bizarre contests with 'professional eaters' going at it hammer and tongues to outdo each other in scarfing down vast amounts of whatever is put in front of them.

How far have we sunk into the pit of unbridled gluttony when ESPN feels compelled to add a female category to the annual pinnacle of gross eating, also known as Nathan's Hotdog eating contest.  I am clearly missing something because thousands of spectators (TV audience) apparently think it is amusing or interesting to see how many hotdogs the invited participants can jam down their gullets in a pre-determined time.  Many people have a different take on this and if you find nothing objectionable about this sporting event, so be it.  To each his own. Personally I think it is yet another example of what H.L. Mencken said about nobody ever losing money by underestimating the taste of the American people.