Bloody Sundays

Sundays and diets don’t seem to be made for each other. My Sundays are often usually boring. Mornings are ok if there’s F1 on tv, otherwise they’re mortal, to say the least. The same I can say about the rest of the day, specially when there’s no football on TV, or if your team loses a (suposedly) easy game, which was today’s case. It’s 9:30 p.m. now and so far I’ve been eating all day, the usual meals plus junk! A Pringles can has just been eaten and a big chocolate bar is being eaten as I type. Some questions don’t leave my mind:

  • Why am I not practicing some bass guitar?
  • why am I not working on some web designs?
  • Why didn’t I leave the house to go to the cinema earlier?
  • Why am I eating like a pig if I’m supposedly on a cholesterol diet?
  • Why haven’t I been in bed all day long under my comfortable duvet?

Well, these questions don’t have an answer. Not an easy and simple one, though.

Usually people complain about Mondays, I don’t. Mondays are great! It’s the day I feel useful again. At this time tomorrow I’ll be arriving home from work, which will mean that I worked hard, won’t have eaten lots of junk and consequently will have lost some calories.

Now, if you excuse me, I must go back to my choccy bar. I’ve already grumbled enough!


Well, my blood test results have arrived and guess what? I’m not so healthy at all. My level of total cholesterol is far from being satisfactory. The HDL (good cholesterol) rate is below the normal and the LDL (bad cholesterol) is way higher than the normal. Well, I honestly don’t know what I’m going to do. I’m far from being open-minded about trying new food, so going on a special diet is not welcome. Can I increase the amount of things I eat that supposedly are good to transform LDL onto HDL? I guess so, and that’s what I think I’m going to do at first, besides that enrolling myself in a health club is second on the list (if my budget allows, of course).

Anyway, and the Eurocup, huh? Have you seen Holland playing? They’ve been playing in a very top level and it’s very amusing to watch them. The beat the World Champion (Italy) by 3-0 and three days later the beat the vice-world champion (France) by 4-1. Do I smell championship here? Well, I guess so. If the football Gods allow, we shall see a final between Holland and Portugal. How amazing would that be, huh?

Well, let me get back to my cup of vanilla tea. Fancy some?