September 14, 2009 - Bicycle ride
Way too much caffeine this morning. Makes the bridge easy. But all the way I was arguing with the Obesity Discussion Industry of the United States, or O.D.I.o.U.S., in my obesegen-addled brain.
The bridge is the center of bicycle competition. People pass and I could catch up (especially with this caffeine injection). I let them go, all of them, fighting the urge to catch up. I am too tall to be angry.
Coming off the bridge I saw a young woman ending a phone conversation. "再见," she said. As she said it she made a fanning motion with her hand, smiling and waving goodbye.
"X-- wanted to call in fat today," said a coworker. I would love to call in fat. It would preclude me from working, but given the dread epidemic of fattery shouldn't this be permissible? That is, if I am part of an epidemic, and if my girth is contagious, shouldn't I be able to stay home when I am shedding the obesegen virus? And should I not be compensated? I.e. if we're going to have an obesity epidemic shouldn't the victims get something besides a new chinup bar in the park?
| Food | Qty | Calories |
|---|---|---|
| Bicycle ride, 1 hr. | 0.7 | -333 |
| Total | -333 |