So, keeping with the Belly Fat theme, I made these brownies today.
They are the most god-awful tasting brownies in brownie-dom. They’re not nearly sweet enough, and the texture is what I imagine recycled paper towels might taste like
If this is what it takes to have a flat belly, I’m depressed.
But it’s not. I know that.
I had a great workout with Tim at a different gym today. I fell in love with this machine. It’s made by a company called “Hoist,” so that’s what I call it: the Hoist. I want one for my living room. I think it would look awesome there, right next to the Rothko print.
It has a barbells on gliders, on GLIDERS! And Tim showed me all kinds of torturous moves I can do on it. And he took VIDEO! You wanna see?
Sorry. Not yet. The video he took today is the “Before” video. In a month, when I am looking all buffalicious, I’ll use it for dramatic contrast..
In the meantime, I want you all to rest this weekend, read a good book, and don’t bother making those brownies.
Eat Halloween candy instead.
Inspiration Location 
You never had a belly when I knew you (or even more recently, not that I got a good look, alas). But that was who knows how many years ago.
Not to depress you but I am still at 165, fit into the tuxedo I had in college. What’s my secret? Feel hungry most of time. I like that. Was force-fed as a kid by a Jewish mother.
Did you ever see my private note to you on Facebook?
I am so jealous of Tim. My taking your measurements wouldn’t kill you! My hands are surprisingly steady after all the martinis I have consumed over the years.
All my love.
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Soooo sorry to hear of your injury. It hurt me just to think of it. I always saw you are indestructable.
Mend quickly.
All my love.
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Thanks, Jerry. I am actually going to limp into yoga this morning and practice with my little ashtanga group, but by myself, in the back. I can’t do what they do, but I can do something. I am moving forward!
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