Oops. Didn't read the calorie count on the package of brie before I ate about 3-4 inches worth. Yikes -- like 100 calories per square inch. In my own defense, however, I bought the brie at some point early in my diet experiment, back when I thought the pounds would be melting away and I'd be back on my bacon and brie diet in no time. And it's not like I can just throw it away, because that would be WASTEFUL. Plus, it was lookin' at me funny. And softly calling to me every time I opened the cheese drawer to pull out the nearby soy "cheese:" "Tracy, don't you LIKE me? Don't you WANT me? I'm so rich, so creamy, so French!" Sigh. Frickin' French cheese. Rut-roh -- just remembered I forgot to check the calories in the Garlic Roasted Triscuits I used as a vehicle for brie consumption. Sh!T.
Well, I'm gonna go work out now. And see when my new jet turbo blender will arrive to squish more nasty green stuff into a chunky brown health drink. Mmmmmmmm. Maybe I'll do some crunches too. Rrrrrrrrrrr.
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