Let’s face it — I’m a fat tub o’lard. This is not because I particularly want to be that way, more so because it’s often been the path of least resistance. However, I’ve resolved to do better. Last week, I visited my doctor for a physical and, while examining me, she asked if I’d like to see a nutritionist. “Sure,” I said, “I can do that.” Prior to my appointment next month I agreed to chart what I eat for an entire week. Here’s what I’ve had so far: