Day 27: Wednesday, November 4, 2009: You grew a beard once, on several chins.

I have succumbed to temptation, and am now officially involved in my own diet plan.

Call me a crash test dummy for my own brutal sports car, but I’ve been inspired by the thousands of cards and letters you’ve all sent, or is it the few scattered comments — most of which are spam? — I forget . . . it really doesn’t matter.

The thing is, I’m there for you in heart and soul, suffering the first few days of the insult diet, and feeling damn good about it.

Stay the course, and listen to that drill sarge in your head.