Day 26. Truth and Consequences.
Yesterday I published a very short post about eating a piece of cake. Today I get to publish a long post about the consequences.
Food-wise, Day 25 wasn't supposed to go the way it did. It started out really well, to be honest. I went on a four mile walk and then weighed in at 321.4, a new low for Project 43.
This is the first time I've posted a photo of my tracking chart. As long as I stay below the green line, I'm on track to meet my goal. Yesterday 321.4 kept me under that green line.
Today, however, I stepped on the scale to see this:
No. To own this weight today would mean crossing the green line. I would be off track for the first time since starting Project 43. That was not going to happen. 324.0?! How on Earth did I get here?
Probably this:
And this helped:
Like I said yesterday, it was my wife's birthday. So I took her out for sushi. It was an indulgence that was well planned. The ramen, however, was not. My daughter and I found ourselves in Orlando yesterday afternoon and we were both very hungry and happened to drive past her favorite ramen place after missing our normal lunchtime. Next thing you know, I was slurping down the saltiest, most wonderful bowl of ramen imaginable. All of this followed by a slice of cake that I had been planning to avoid led to some Bounty-level water retention and a nasty look from the scale.
My penance: A six mile walk in the hills. It worked (mostly). I was back down to 321.9 by the time I steeped back onto the scale, but every moving part below my rib cage felt like concrete. I tracked the gain and avoided crossing the line. Whew.
Only five more weigh-ins until the end of Project 43. 2.6 pounds to go. I can do this.
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General disclaimers: In my posts I describe things that I am doing to reclaim my health based on what I know about myself. Please don't emulate my actions. I'm not a doctor, and when you read things in my blog they are not meant as advice to you or anyone else. They are simply a record of my own experience. Things like abandoning prescribed medicines and walking for miles while dealing with morbid obesity are bad ideas, but I'm an idiot and do them anyway. Don't be like me. Talk to your doctor before making major lifestyle changes, please. Also, if I write about a product, service or book and provide a link to it, you should assume that I'm part of a related affiliate program. This blog needs to be supported somehow!
Food-wise, Day 25 wasn't supposed to go the way it did. It started out really well, to be honest. I went on a four mile walk and then weighed in at 321.4, a new low for Project 43.
Today, however, I stepped on the scale to see this:
Probably this:
My penance: A six mile walk in the hills. It worked (mostly). I was back down to 321.9 by the time I steeped back onto the scale, but every moving part below my rib cage felt like concrete. I tracked the gain and avoided crossing the line. Whew.
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General disclaimers: In my posts I describe things that I am doing to reclaim my health based on what I know about myself. Please don't emulate my actions. I'm not a doctor, and when you read things in my blog they are not meant as advice to you or anyone else. They are simply a record of my own experience. Things like abandoning prescribed medicines and walking for miles while dealing with morbid obesity are bad ideas, but I'm an idiot and do them anyway. Don't be like me. Talk to your doctor before making major lifestyle changes, please. Also, if I write about a product, service or book and provide a link to it, you should assume that I'm part of a related affiliate program. This blog needs to be supported somehow!
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