It’s funny sometimes how memory works (or doesn’t work). My general recollection of this last Return to Onederland trip is all rainbows and unicorns: at 224 pounds, I made up my mind to lose weight, then two or three weeks later, I hit 194 pounds.
Okay, so that’s a bit of an exaggeration, but the truth is the brain is very good at glossing over pesky little details such as weeks like the one outlined below where things weren’t going as well as they could. I remember well the weeks where I lost six pounds. I tend to forget the months where I only lost four (or fewer).
So this little slap of reality is encouraging, full knowing that in spite of a perceived slow-down, I did lose another twenty pounds after this. And who cares if it took longer than a week.
This post is also notable for reintroducing my trademark graphs. Don’t worry, I’ll start doing those again too!
Original Post Date: September 1, 2008
I only say that because it has been worse. But it also could be a lot better, that’s for sure. But before I get into all that, let’s catch up on the last thirty-six days. I’m woefully behind in that area and I know that the planet is simply dying to know how 1.54×10-10 of its citizenry is doing on his most recent attempt to lose weight.
My last Day One was July 28, 2008. I got seriously worried about my blood sugar (again) and decided (again) it was time to do something about it (again). I christened my latest voyage with these inspiring words.
So this is it folks. Iām back on! Nothing can stop me now.
Except maybe Cheez-Its. No, no, ā¦ seriously. Nothing can stop me now.
For those of you who just want to update your scorecards and get right back to discussing oil prices and hot vice presidential candidates, here’s the chart:
Additionally, my blood sugar levels are now as low as my 401(k) balance and I’m always glad to see those numbers go down. (The blood sugar, that is, not the crappy market performance of the last fifteen months.)
The reason things could be better is also shown in the graph. Sure, it’s a great feeling to lose six pounds in six days. It’s not quite as fun spending the next thirty days losing a paltry additional four. I can do a lot better than four pounds per month. Besides, I don’t really count the first six since that was my vacation weight. I’ve always been lucky that vacation pounds, for me, drop faster than my 401(k) balance. It’s losing the real pounds that’s hard–even harder than getting this market to turn around. But, I’ve learned to take what I can get. It could be worse.
Next week: “Words of Ill Omen”
on July 1, 2010 at 8:55 am
Since I know you’re getting ready to visit Bizland, did you post this as prep for the 6 pounds you plan on gaining? Because if you did, I’m telling! In fact, let me go get her right now.