Monday
January 22, 2001







The Dare begins January 22
Fellow Darers:

Linda Dunn
James Eggebeen
Dawn Pasley

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Email:
diana@sff.net

My attempts to locate a scanner to use have so far been to no avail. My scanner is connected to my dead desktop computer, and my mom's scanner is connected to her dead desktop computer. I thought for a while that I would be able to use her scanner with my laptop, but it turns out that the connector thingy is the wrong kind to fit my laptop, so no luck there. I really don't want to end up having to pay somone to scan some pictures for me, especially since these are pictures of me looking chunky in a bathing suit.

The Dare has officially begun--even though I've already been training pretty hard since the first of the year. But one thing I am going to concentrate on is documenting my progress more diligently, especially what I'm eating. Mike is on me hard to stop making my protein shakes with milk and to use just water instead--he says that I'm adding too much sugar to my diet with the milk and I need to clean it up. I'm resisting this though, simply because I'm an almost-middle-aged woman who doesn't get enough calcium as it is, and milk is full of all sorts of other good stuff. I am eliminating the peanut butter from my shakes (which also unfortunately eliminates some of the palatability, but I'm slowly getting used to it. I just need to condition myself.) I think I'm going to go a couple of weeks with the plain milk/no PB shakes and see if that makes a difference, and also just try and eliminate sugar from everything else I eat. Besides, I'm not sure I could choke down a shake made with just water. I am weak.

In other news, I just finished up my two weeks of nightwatch--and I ended up sorely frustrated that I was unable to make a single DWI arrest the whole time. A Certain Teammate of mine has been giving me no end of shit about the fact that I haven't found a DWI in quite some time. It didn't help that he got one last night, and then came up to me and asked me if I wanted a copy of his paperwork, so that I could remember what the DWI arrest form looks like. ARGGG! There were a number of times that I made traffic stops, absolutely certain that I had one, but every time the person was dead sober and had a perfectly good reason for why they were driving like a friggin' idiot.