I spent the weekend in Virginia Beach getting my ass kicked in darts.  It’s hard work being the tournament patsy and I did develop  quite the appetite.  After all, man does not live by low carb beer alone.  They had a great snack bar set up for the tourney participants.  Unfortunately, the selections were all rich in carbohydrates.   Which led me to the hotel’s seaside restaurant in search of something healthy to eat.  The best choice for me seemed to be the surf and turf salad and I ordered one up.  After quite the wait, the server brought me a plate of leaves covered in strawberries.  I said “what’s this?” and she told me it was the surf and turf salad I’d ordered.  Well I took my fork and demonstrated for her that this particular salad was lacking in both the surf and the turf.  “Oh” she replied, “we only serve the surf and turf on Sunday, so the kitchen must have gotten confused.”  Apparently.  After another long wait I got what I ordered, a tasty salad with some strips of steak and some small shrimps.

It ain’t easy keeping to this diet when I travel, although my sweetie did her best to keep me supplied with healthy snacks.  And if this week’s weigh-in is any indication, the sacrifices seem to be paying off.  I’ve even noticed a slight change appearance-wise. I’m still a big bellied MFer, but when poked my stomach now has some give.  It used to be as hard as a watermelon.  So, there’s that.

This week’s weight (still using my unreliable scale) is 263.5, down an amazing 3.5 pounds from last week and an incredible 15 pounds from the 278.5 I weighed on February 19.  I pray to Buddha that I will continue to look less like him with each passing week.

My girth has dropped to 49″, down from last week’s 50.5″ and 2.5″ from my 51.5″ starting point.

Yes, I am pleased.  I still have a long, long way to go to reach my target of around 220 pounds.  That’s still on the high side according to the experts who claim my healthy weight to be 180 (I’m 6′ 1″ tall).  I haven’t been that skinny since high school and I don’t expect, or really want, to be that thin again in this lifetime.

I’m thinking this week’s results are likely an outlier, but I’m obviously pleased to be heading in the right direction.

Although my dart game was in the toilet all weekend, I did meet some folks with a Korea connection.  They had been living down Songtan way, a place I visit for darts only a couple of times a year.  But we knew some of the same people and it was nice to encounter some fellow lovers of Korea.  They really got a kick out of my Walrus dart jersey.