The Fat Bastard Challenge

Sorry it's been a while since I've updated... I'm finding that the downside
of buying a 134-year-old fixer upper is that you have to actually FIX it (or
worse yet, pay somebody else to fix it). It's funny that the nicer the
weather gets, the less that gets done on the house. But, goodness, what
adventures we've had! More on that later...
The important thing here is that I have become a fat bastard. And I want to
be a skinny bastard. I have always been an advocate of eating right &
exercise to keep in shape. Unfortunately, that tends to not work as well
when you hit you mid 30's. So now, I have decided to enlist a little help.
I'm trying the South Beach Diet.
Today was day 1. Okay, yesterday was supposed to be day one, but one of my
co-workers brought in a cake, so day 1 was ruined. So today is the real day
1. For the record, I started off weighing in at 156.2, but that was
pre-cake. Post-cake weigh-in was 156.6. And I know that I'm not supposed to
weigh in every day, but you know what? I'm compulsive.
So let the great experiment begin: can I live off nothing more than salads,
beans, cheese and imitation meat for two whole weeks without caving?
Place your bets.