Dan Nied's 100 Days is the chronicle of one man's quest to improve his health in 100 days. Feel free to email him at nieddan@yahoo.com with any questions or comments you might have.

All right, bad news people, no food journal today. I'm tired and I have to get up early. That is as good an excuse as you are going to get. Here is a quick rundown, though, without any of that scientific "math":

A cup of Special K (no milk, I ran out), a can of tuna, two slices of bread, several mini sandwiches and some grapes, subway chicken breast club.

Quick addition in my head says about 2,000 calories today. I have no clue on fat. Probably 25-30 grams, maybe more. I dunno.

The mini sandwiches came from the buffet, which is back for Thursday and Friday. They were roast beef, but the bread was certainly not multi grain or whole wheat. Was it a fuck up? Minor, I guess. This buffet thing sucks. I didn't realize until afterwards that I had the option of just eating the meat. I guess that might have been a little smarter. I suppose I wasn't thinking there.

I expect to be able to stay clean Friday, and I will enact the jerky rule if I have to. But the big obstacle comes next week when I go to Wyoming for four days. There is a bar in our hotel. (Yet, somehow I don't know if there is a gym. Hmm.) There will be food available for free. (Actually, all my meals will be free since work is picking up the tab.) I need to find the Subway very quickly and order in bulk. I am going shopping Saturday to look for healthy things that won't go bad. And maybe this is bad thinking, but if I get through this having cheated only one time, I'll be happy. That doesn't mean I am looking to cheat, but at this point I would be surprised if I don't. With all these tournaments and buffets going on right now, I feel like a guy running from gunfire. I'm trying to bob and weave but I'm not Jack Bauer. I am susceptible to taking a shot in the leg and then limping the rest of the way. But I know that if I go down, I'll get shot again and again and again and then, boom, I'm dead. So I gotta keep going. I will be very happy when basketball season ends and I stop getting offered free food.

As for exercise today, I went on the elliptical for 35 minutes, and put it on the "I hate myself" setting. Or, as its called on the machine: Hills Plus. My ass was kicked within the first 10 minutes. I had eaten about an hour before that and I felt it. Somehow I couldn't really breathe. That wasn't fun. But I managed to persevere and make it through.

That's it for today. Sorry about the lack of a journal.