Mar 05, 2008 12:35
I really really fucking hate it when people turn their personal journals into a place where they can beat themselves up about being fat, then proceed for the next few months going into great detail every day about exactly how much they've lost and exactly what they've eaten for every meal. So, I won't do that. I'll make this quick. Fact is, I've been on a diet now for exactly 3 weeks. I'm down 18 pounds and for the first time, someone noticed that I've lost weight. That's a huge milestone for me and it feels great, especially since I'm still in a funk about work.
There's a bigger milestone in here, though. I haven't had a cheeseburger in 26 days. If you know me, you know that's a really huge deal. For the past year or so, I've lived on virtually nothing besides Wendy's cheeseburgers. Occasionally, it would be a rodeo burger or a double cheeseburger. On a glorious winter's day a few months ago, I had my first Five Guys' burger. It was a miraculous experience that I liken to finding God.
We went on a burger road trip. I had every kind of cheeseburger that could be had from DC to South Carolina. I greatly enjoyed the small size and extra mustard on a Krystal Slider. The Jack in the Box steak burger's sauce was amazing. I could have done without the Hardee's burgers. they only made me miss the gourmet flavors of a Checkers burger.
I really miss my cheeseburgers, but I'd like to make it a month before I have another. Maybe this weekend, I'll have the most perfect burger of all. A junior bacon cheeseburger. Its plasticy cheese barely melted, its bun slightly greased. That perfect gob of mayo nestled on the top bun. The Wendy's beef that tastes vaguely like butter. I'm very much looking forward to it.