A Scott's Journey

The random mumblings of a Scott as he travels through life's wicked turns and twists.

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Location: Beaverton, Oregon, United States

Tuesday, July 26, 2005

Moving on

Well one task down 234,203,129,392,109,03 to go. It seems like a never ending trail of “things” to do. Most of them I enjoy in one manner or another but now that the test is over it seems like I have let things pile up a bit. We bought a house and are now in the midst of painting. I loathe painting. I would be just as happy with the walls remaining white but more important is pleasing my wife. So we paint, and paint and paint. Great colors as soon as I find where I packed my digital camera I’m sure I’ll have ever good intention of taking pictures and posting them up, I mean it will defiantly probably make the list of things to do. I just haven’t the foggiest Idea where on the list it falls.

Work is a bit tedious at the moment. It is summer and many clients are on vacation others don’t’ want to think about making decisions so the office remains slow. We manage to pull in a few orders here and there. Its not like we are starving of anything. Speaking of starving…its back to the diet we go. Perhaps I should clarify…

In 1998 I spent a blissful semester at school in Florence, Italy. Ah the memories…it was everything one could expect from a stay in Europe where one of your featured classes was Photography. I left for Europe a bit chunky for my frame and returned a rail. You see, I went to Italy with one of my dearest friends Noal. Noal was an athlete through and through, but his passion of the moment (and the next several years) was rock climbing. So we set out to climb all over Europe on our semester away. And we did, surviving nights with porcupines and sleeping under off ramps, train stations and bushes. After many a wonderful night it was time to return home. I noticed that none of my clothing fit except my kilt that I had purchased in Scotland. Low and behold I weighed in back in the states at 148. And then life happened really fast…

I returned to school the following semester(PLU) met my wife in ballroom dance class…and yes real men do dance…got engaged 5 months later, graduated the next year got a job, got married and gained over 100lbs. So there I was sitting at 260 and looking extremely uncomfortable and I decided that something had to give. So I tried exercise and didn’t change eating habits…great now I was strong and fat…and then I tried diets galore. Atkins, Carbaddict, you name it. Well after 3 or 4 diets I came across the South Beach Diet and for all the hell people give the low-carb diets for some of us they are truly a good thing. And better yet it works. I lost 60lbs and have kept that off and I am now ready I believe to go for 40 more. It would be nice to wear some of my old cloths again but it would also be nice to stay married! So yes back to the diet we go. The hardest part is the first couple of weeks but then you ease into it.

Phones a ringing and work is waiting.



Jay

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