I'm wishing, Lord, that I was stoned.

I'm feeling pretty beat up today. It's been a lot longer week than I would've guessed. Worse yet, I've worked every day since Tuesday. I still have to work Monday through Friday as well. I'm really looking forward to Saturday when I can really crash and not have to do anything.

Another reason I'm so tired is that I've been working on dropping some pounds. I signed up for the Bloggest Loser to kick my ass in gear to do it. I started getting serious about working out again. I started out at 225 pounds. At the end of week one, I was already down 4 pounds. I decided to kick it up a notch by going on a low carb diet. I weigh in on Tuesday, but just to check to see if that was doing more, I weighed myself this morning. Already 6 more pounds for the week.

One thing I noticed about going low carb is that I get tired quickly. Working out has been grueling this week. I also feel more sore than I did last week. If I keep dropping pounds like I have been, I will only be on it for another few weeks. Once I'm down around 190 or so will I go off of it and keep working out. That is unless I start gaining muscle mass to counter the weight loss. I don't care so much about what I weigh. I just want to drop the beer gut I have.

Another thing that has me tired this week is that my ex-gf who I visted last week has been calling a lot needing support. Her dad died earlier this week, and I've become the go to guy for emotional support. I never learned how to stop caring about people, so I keep talking to her and helping her. I guess I must be a sucker for doing this since she is happily living with her boyfriend and really should be going to him. Weird, eh?

Anyway, I better head to bed so I can go back to the grind tomorrow and be able to function. I thought the title was fitting for today. Bonus points for figuring it out. Even more points for figuring out why I keep supporting someone who lives with someone and is a few states away.