Today, I weighed in at a high-for-the-month weight of 163.2 pounds. This is bad and I feel bad. I vow to do better, even though it’s December and it may seem like a hopeless battle.
I asked ChatGPT to write a haiku about gaining weight. It still managed to put a positive spin on it.
Gaining Weight: A haiku by ChatGPT Winter has come, Gone are the days of summer sun. Now I must eat more.
ChatGPT also seems to have a liberal interpretation of what a haiku is, because that ain’t 5/7/5!
One more time, a haiku about getting fat:
Getting Fat: A haiku by ChatGPT Layers of fat grow, Once sleek form now soft and slow. Winter indulgence.
That’s more like it! It’s also an actual haiku.
Now I’m off to eat nothing. NOTHING. Well, maybe breakfast. But then NOTHING.
