I'm out of town having birthday fun this weekend, so no weigh-in this Sunday. Instead, I thought I'd treat you to a few more note cards since they continue to clog up my email inbox. I'll quit running these daily pretty soon, but I'll still collect them and post 'em every time I get a dozen or so, so feel free to drop me a note if you'd like. Email me at jacksh.tgettinfit@gmail.com and be sure to include a blog link if you want it included.
MarieWelcome to "Same Old Sh*t" Saturday, where our motto is "Play it again, Sh*t." This one is from my birthday last year and it's eeire just how close to true all these predictions came. I'm out having birthday fun this weekend, so all will be quiet on the commenting/tweeting/email front. And for the record, I'm not getting older... I'm getting fitter.
Dear Jack,
I’m emailing you from one year in the future (go to Outlook under Preferences and turn off “Linear Time” setting… oh, wait… that might be in the next upgrade). As someone who knows you better than most, let me be the first to say, “I never thought you’d be able to do it.”
I mean, really. Fourteen months ago you were a f*cking mess. Feeling sorry for yourself. Constant aches and pains. Eating in the car, at your desk, standing over the sink. Eating, eating, eating.
Then one day you snapped out of it. I can’t even remember exactly what set you off, but you got your act together and I’m sure glad you did. I’m here to report that life is better than ever for your future self. Here’s the lowdown…
The good news: You have really lost a lot of weight.
The bad news: Some of those skinny pants you saved weren’t as fashionable as you thought.
The good news: You feel better than you have for years.
The bad news: You don’t have any excuse not to do all that work around the house anymore.
The good news: You’ve managed to keep the weight off.
The bad news: New Cell Scale technology makes your cell phone yell out your current weight every 20 minutes.
The good news: Paris Hilton got really, really fat.
The bad news: She gets drunk and posts obnoxious comments on your blog all the time.
The good news: You’re going to get a sweet new car this fall.
The bad news: Please wear your seat belt (especially on November 12th, January 24th, February 2nd and April 20th).
The good news: The economy finally got better.
The bad news: Gas is $7 a gallon.
The good news: Jack Sh*t, Gettin’ Fit is still going strong.
The bad news: You ran out of good ideas 11 months ago.
Anyway, happy birthday Year-Ago Jack. Thanks a bunch for getting your sh*t together, buddy.
Sincerely,
Jack Sh*t
May 28, 2010
Don’t eat my age in waffles for breakfast
I can't tell you that I expected this outpouring of wonderful sentiments when I threw this idea out there, but it's really been incredible seeing the wide range of reasons and rationales, and the clever and creative ways people get across their message. Thanks one and all for showing once again that, while we may have different reasons for doing what we're doing, we're all in this together.
Terri @ Diary of a Former Fit Girl
I'm done playing nice: if you haven't already, send me your W.I.D.T.H. card or I'll eat a donut. Email to jacksh.tgettinfit@gmail.com (be sure to include a blog link if you want it included).
