Getting fatter in Qatar

Been awhile since I've posted last so, I've got a lot to cover.

First, I've started a new diet and work out plan. I'm pretty much on a see-food diet that requires me to drink a gallon of whole milk a day. Along with a gym regiment that requires me to lift heavy sh@t. So I'm assuming you are asking yourself 1 of 3 questions: Are you eating meat? Are you eating Burger King? and did someone make you do this? Yes, I am eating meat again. Lots of it. The socially conscious side of me doesn't like it, but I plan on it being a temporary thing. Once I reach my strength goals, I'll go back to a normal diet (normal for me anyways). No, I'm not eating BK. Don't plan on it. I have visited the Pizza Hut a few times, but only for BNP. The chow hall has all the food I can eat for free. At this point in my life it's pretty safe to say I'll never eat at BK or McDonald's again.

No one is making me do this. A few weeks ago, I started doing some of the crossfit workout's of the day. They were totally kicking my ass (which is a good thing), but I was having a hard/impossible time doing some of the prescribed weights. One of the strength programs crossfit referred to was starting strength. I googled it, messed with it for a week or so, then bought the book. Said I'd give the whole thing a month to see how I feel and to see if the strength gains were enough to continue on. It's now been two weeks, and I've put on about 10 lbs. The strength gains have been very good, so it will be interesting to see how things look in 2 weeks.

I've been going out to Doha just about every weekend. The odds of me buying my own Hookah goes up significantly every time I try it. We went out to dinner last night at Tex-Mex Chinese restaurant (it was a Chinese restaurant that served breakfast burritos and chili) then went to a hookah bar for an hour or so. The guy I was with is from India. He 28 and is planning on visiting his family in India after his deployment. When there, he'll start the arranged marriage process. The way he explained it to me, sounded like your parents taking over your Match.com account. I'm totally fascinated by the whole process.

Also, It's freeking hot here. Last week was in the 110's and it felt hotter because of the haze and humidity. The third-country-nationals that do all the work cover themselves from head to toe and look like they are wearing a bad Halloween costume. But I guess it works.

Finally, my beard is pretty unimpressive. The hair under my chin grows substantially thinker then the hair above it.