March 23rd, 2012: Two pounds back down. 292 today. I see that I didn’t post my weight yesterday, and I think it’s cause I was too goddamn mad after gaining 6 in one day – so yesterday it was officially 294. I moved back up into the new-old decade though, and so here I am again, stuck in the 90’s. Man, that sucks. With money, hard come-easy go. With weight, hard go-easy come.
The big lesson I take away here is to not get hungry. Seriously, an ounce of prevention is worth 6 lbs. of cure. Eating often, (less food, more eating events) seems to work better for me than eating less often with more food at that meal. If I wait and get hungry, I’ll either eat too much, like I did, or not be satisfied with the small portions allowed. I have tried that before too: eating nothing all day, and then eating everything I’m allowed all at once. That doesn’t work either. Nuts and bolts, today, nuts and bolts. I’m back on track and hopefully continuing to move south, enlightened with some diet knowledge and two pounds.
March 23rd, 2020: I learned that I can’t let myself get hungry. The program now exhorts me to follow that paradigm. I’ve followed it for years now, and one unfortunate side-effect is that I’ve become a total douche-bag about meal times. You wanna see hangry? See if you can get a positive thought from me around 2 in the afternoon if I haven’t eaten since 6 that morning.
I feel like one of those old men who say “I have to eat so I can take my back pill!”
Seriously, though, it’s really important for me, especially if I’m in high gear with my daily workouts, to eat regularly. I want to feel like I’m feeding a machine – like I’m putting coals on the fire of a steam-driven locomotive. I don’t move fast and furious much anymore, but I do move constantly, and my constant motion requires maintaining energy levels.
So I use windows of time. I try to eat those two-100 calorie packets of oats between 5:30am and 6:30am. The earliest I get to eat next would be 1pm, the latest better be 3pm or I’m gonna start being a dick about things I normally wouldn’t. I hate this about me, but it’s just an “is”, as in “he is gonna be a dick if he doesn’t eat by 3.”
I guess this is just another illustration of the “lifestyle” concept of the program. I’ve learned to set it and forget it, regarding what I’ll eat, but the day’s events sometimes try to dictate to me the when, and that’s when I get bitchy. The program and the processes involved are what my world revolves around at the basic level, and sometimes this necessitates fighting for them to maintain fidelity. When I simply can’t control the when, however, I sure hope there’s coffee available – lots of black coffee.
