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STOP DOING THAT!
I fell off the diet wagon today, and I am ashamed of myself. The only good news of it is that most of what I fell off with was not too bad, and all stuff I have in the house – which means that I did not get a bag of chips or candy or
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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
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Day 21
Today is the last day of Week 3. How amazing is it that I have gotten here? I have so much farther to go… but I am nearly thirty pounds lighter today than I was the morning of Day 1. The is two Princess Sophies! As I was chatting with Leslie last night, I decided
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Addictions and Gluttony
This comic was delivered to my inbox this morning. Candy Polyamory – The Oatmeal How many times have I felt this? How often have I bought a large bag of chips or chocolates (by coincidence, I would usually go for the Peanut M&Ms that are depicted in the comic) and enjoy them… alone. I would
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Day 20
My cheats yesterday included the last of the almonds, and a bit of cheese. I had two bits of cheese in the fridge when the diet started, and I realized that while one of them was sealed and new, the other was not sealed at all, and had grown moldy. I decided to cut away
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Psychology, and taking responsibility for one’s own life
There is a quote from The West Wing that “…Presidential elections are won and lost on one square foot of real estate.” (Meaning in one’s head). It occurred to me this morning that weight loss succeeds or fails in one’s head. Outside of the Army and my mother’s house (which was stricter and louder), nobody
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Day 19
While I worked most of the weekend, I did have a friend over for a cigar on the balcony yesterday. It was a beautiful and sunny day, and he and I (and Princess Sophie) were able to enjoy it to the fullest. I had a real non-scale victory last night. Yesterday evening, while video-chatting with
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Day 18
The nearly one-pound that I was heavier on the bathroom scale this morning can easily be attributed to the unevenness of the floor, or that I did not weigh myself at the same time this morning, or simply to the fact that weigh-ins are not meant to be every day, and there are occasional blips
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Tempting or Not
My son (the younger) came over this evening, as he does once a fortnight. Tonight’s choice was Little Caesar (pizza and wings). Tempting? Yes. Did I? No. The pizza had pepperoni, and while I used to love pepperoni on my pizza, my religious evolution would preclude me from eating that today. The wings were barbecue,
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Day 17
My unreliably measured weight loss continues at a steady pace, and I am happy for that. I really do wish that I could be certain of the exact numbers on the scale, but I am not willing to move out of my apartment just to be able to weigh myself properly. Maybe when they re-open
Losing a part of me
Mitch's quest to lose weight… a lot of it.
Losing a part of me 