Now that I’m taking a second crack at this weight loss / blogging thing I’ve been giving some thought to what (if anything) my previous failures have taught me. I’m not talking about motivational stuff like “getting up is the hardest...
If you haven’t been watching my progress page for the past couple of weeks (and I mean, honestly, why wouldn’t you be) you may not have noticed that I’ve been updating my weight again. More importantly, the weights I’ve been entering are moving...
I have a real bad relationship with sleep. In general, I’ve found that I have some sort of ridiculous ego trip that causes me to resent things that are forced upon me. I’m pretty certain that resentment is one of the foundations many of my problems are...
Either my weight has been been ridiculously stable the last few days, or my scale is not functioning properly. I’ll have to keep an eye on that. Regardless, I’ve found it’s annoying to weigh yourself every day and not see the scale moving down...
It does seem as if every time I write about how I have plans to do more around here, I immediately stop posting. Not sure what that says about me, but I know it’s accurate. In fact, if that doesn’t encapsulate who I am, perhaps nothing does. Shortly after...
It’s been a while since I posted much, and a lot has been happening in my life recently. I won’t bore you with all the details but, in short, I have problems – beyond pacifism. I’d given a lot of lip service to the idea that my losing weight...
“And then they stopped smiling. The corpse they saw in the weeds by the roadside was a rusty cylinder with bits of glass – the remnant of a gas-station pump. It was the only thing left visible. The few charred posts, the slab of concrete and the sparkle of glass...
I’ve been eating like garbage lately. Usually I’d try and explain why, but I’m not sure that would help, so I’m gonna take some advice and just post the following: I failed; I gave up. I’m going to start again, and not give up this time.
I need to not delay a day or two before posting my food, otherwise I might lose track of exactly what I ate and not have exact counts for the day – like I did this weekend. Overall, I it was a mixed bag. Friday I was in a terrible mood and succumbed to a...