Humor
You May Be a Hard-Core Low Carber...
Submitted by Goddess on Mon, 12/31/2007 - 02:02.
Suspect you may be a hardcore low-carber? Worried because your friends have started calling you, "Dr. Atkins, Jr."? Compare your story to these symptoms to see if it's hopeless or not!
That’s right, you too might be a hardcore low-carber if…
Playing the Numbers and the Fickle Scale
Submitted by sdanorth on Mon, 12/31/2007 - 02:01.
This is utterly ridiculous, and part of me knows that. But...
Originally my goal was 135-40. Got there, got happy. Woohoo & all that. Then I got on the scale one day to see 134. Whoa! I instantly changed my ideal zone to 130-135. Another Woohoo! Yeehaaaaa, I rule, I am the Atkins Queen, I am...
Disgusted. 136! What sort of a garbage disposal must I be? I am the world's biggest FAILURE and I am GROSS and must be destroyed. Now.
Top Ten Countdown list on how to avoid making food the focus during Christmas.
Submitted by Kumus on Tue, 12/23/2003 - 06:00.
10. Just forget to buy groceries, it will save you pounds and money.
9. Write this on paper, "I will not focus on food during Christmas" 1000 times. You'll fall asleep while you're writing.
8. Create a project to keep you busy. How about taking your Christmas tree down and then putting it right back up? Your family will think you've lost it!
A Low Carb Knight s Tale
Submitted by LCandrea on Sun, 05/11/2003 - 05:00.The story of a Certain Low Carb Knight and his adventures...
soLo Carbing: Cooking for One
Submitted by Emelia on Fri, 07/19/2002 - 05:00.
I am not Martha Stewart.
I am not Julia Child.
I'm not even Diane Sawyer watching Wolfgang Puck on Good Morning America. In fact, until I started low carbing, my kitchen was just that room between the den and the bathroom where I kept my beer and my Lean Cuisines. I mean, what would I, a singleton, need with a stove and oven? Everything I could ever want to eat could be nuked, or better yet, delivered.
And then, I became a low carber.
First, I had to become introduced to my kitchen.
Motivation!
Submitted by MarcieLynn on Mon, 07/01/2002 - 05:00.
Why go walking every morning
no matter rain or shine?
Why pop all those smelly supplements
that make you gag every time?
Why slave in the kitchen making fine cuisine
when you could easily buy a bucket
of fried chicken supreme?
Why read all those labels
and scrutinize those jars
when you could simply "drive-thru"
and buy food in your car?
Why banish the bread
and forego the cake
When they smell simply divine
as they bake, bake, bake?
To Have and Have Not: A Weight Noir
Submitted by Emelia on Sun, 06/09/2002 - 05:00.
It was a dark and stormy night...er, I mean it was a bright and early morning. Trepidatiously, I entered the bathroom. You see, I'm an LCer, and I've entered enough bathrooms to know that if you're not prepared, you never know what's going to jump out at you.
The room smelled of spilled whiskey and last night's cigarette smo...no wait, that's another story.
