I have posted on my blog these last few days, but I have not written in my journal. Why? Here’s what has been going on.Friday, I thought I was just exhausted because of the release of anxiety from being allowed back into the United States. I also felt I was catching a cold, which at... Continue Reading →
Day 152
Covid sucks. That is all.
Was it a Workout… or Two?
I set out to go shopping this morning… on foot. It is the second time that I have done that since I started the program, and we are sixteen days since my last one. I have not worked out in that time.More than two weeks ago, upon returning from that first (grueling) walk, I wrote... Continue Reading →
But Was It a Workout?
As I prepared to leave on my walk, I decided I should install the Endomondo app on my phone. It is what I used to track my walks. I searched the app store, and it was not there. It seems it was discontinued. Oh well. I decided to try another one, which I installed, logged... Continue Reading →
Day 72
One of the most infuriating parts of my life is the bathroom scale, and the unreliable floor underneath it. There are mornings when I want to drop to my knees and hug them. There are mornings when I want to set off huge explosives at ground zero and let them both leave this world to... Continue Reading →
One Pound Lost is Three Pounds of Progress
A pound is a pound, right? By any definition of weights and measures, one-pound equals sixteen ounces. It is very simple.In a recent conversation with a friend who is on the same weight loss program as I am, she told me that she had been disappointed that she was only losing one pound per week…... Continue Reading →
Day 58
Yesterday morning my friend Eduardo picked me up, and we drove down to St. Catherines to spend a few hours with his son. There was some minor computer work that needed to be done – having to do mostly with Quickbooks, which made it more Victor’s area of knowledge than mine. The three of us... Continue Reading →
Day 49 Part 2
I am up from two weeks ago. Only one pound, but I have to get back on track. I hope I have my head on straight now, and I can refocus my energy on the weight loss plan.My doctor asked me what exercises I have been doing, and I told him that because of my... Continue Reading →
Day 33–Monday, February 21, 2022
I have made no progress in a week… but with all the crap that has happened, I am just glad that I did not lose any ground either.Leslie and I went shopping yesterday and we bought two gorgeous dress shirts for me to wear for the next couple of months, until my nicer dress shirts... Continue Reading →
Fast Food: A Treat, Not a Lifestyle.
For all of the blame I put on my parents for the psychological damage that led to my obesity, there were some things that they did right. Fast food (whether it was McDonalds or Wendy’s or Harvey’s) was always a rare treat, not a regular occurrence. I have fond memories of my father taking us... Continue Reading →
Losing a part of me 