264 from 316. I just like looking at the Wii Fit chart. It fills me with a sense of accomplishment. I also had to reset my “goal” in Wii Fit – it only allows for 22 pounds losses at a time, so I moved it down that far and set it for February. Even then I’ll still be considered medically obese. *sigh* Such a long bumpy road out of hell.
I’m also waiting for this “Low carb plateau” I keep reading about. Maybe it’s made-up nonsense, like Bigfoot, aliens, or the Loch Ness monster.
My butt looks like a Shar-Pei puppy, and not in a cute way. This may be a little TMI, but one of the fears I had starting this weight loss journey was having to end up with saggy skin. I’ve tried to do my best at keeping my weight loss slow and steady to allow my skin’s elasticity to ease into it’s new shape. Unfortunately, my age and my skin type have a lot to say on how that happens. While I think I’m lucky that my stomach won’t have excess skin, I think my butt and the insides of my thighs won’t be so lucky. Years, no decades, of being large and filled with cellulite have taken their toll. The term “Cottage Cheese” thighs are now more unsightly as ever, because even though the fat cells are shrinking and exiting, their lumpy landscape still remains – like a deflated balloon of eww.
It goes to show what type of obesity I am/was faced with. I was jammed packed with visceral fat, the type of fat that’s packed inside my gut and nestled around my organs. Most of the fat I’ve lost so has been this internal. The subcutaneous fat, the fat that’s in my ass, thighs, arms, and man boobs, are slower to leave the building. I read about this in Dr. Lustig’s book “Fat Chance“, in which he explained that it is harder to get rid of this type of fat. The good news is, however, subcutaneous fat isn’t dangerous; the fat you have to watch out for is the visceral fat, which is a marker for metabolic syndrome. Once I lost most of the visceral fat, my apple-shaped gut now looks more like, er… a banana. My mid-section looks and feels skinnier.
Despite that win, I still have flab and loose skin. The more flab goes, the more likely I’ll have some sag. The sucky part is, I don’t think I’ll have the surgery to remove it once I’ve reached my final goal. I’ve seen those results on TV and it doesn’t appeal to me. Some people *have* to have that surgery because that excess skin hangs off them like a skirt. Thankfully, my fat at my heaviest wasn’t that extreme. I’ll have mud flaps, not a kilt.
My other options are nonexistent. Other than surgery, there are no other methods for shrinking the human skin. Creams and lotions offer slight tightening, but fail to take up the slack. The research I’ve done only points to the obvious. Lose the weight, exercise and tone, and let time do its thing. Keeping my fingers crossed.
I don’t want to end up teaching my butt to fetch my slippers or catch a frisbee.
The week is beginning again and I’m dangerously close of running out of some basic foodstuffs. I use an android application called “Wunderlist” for all my to-do lists. It has a great sync feature which allows me to keep running lists on all my devices and my chrome browser. I simply add all the food I normally buy onto the list and once it’s in my cart, I check them off in the app. The checked items stay under the list, so I can quickly add them back to the list once I run out. I can also send the list to my wife either as a email or any sort of social messaging like Facebook. Oh, and it’s free. I like free.
Shopping is usually a ten minute ordeal for me. My local Food Lion has a perimeter from right to left like so: Diary and Eggs, Meat, Seafood, Lunch Meat, Produce, Bakery, and Deli. I just do “a lap”, check off the food I need, and I’m done. Also, using the list, I’m not tempted to “improvise” and buy anything that would be off-diet.
I go to the grocery store about every four days. That’s when I usually need new produce or dinner meats. That’s not to say I’m completely wiped out of food, but I’ve been able to time it so that I go every four days just to keep my food store filled. Unfortunately, sometimes money gets tight and/or I forget to go. When that happens (like right now), I realize I’m at my weakest for cheating on my diet, so I make it a point to grab the healthy food, before I have any inclinations to buy some junk food. It hasn’t happened yet, but why risk my good progress?
Another great thing about using the Wunderlist app is that I’m a scatterbrain. I keep a wide assortment of To-Do lists, and sometimes a list item comes to me at various and random times during the day. I usually carry my phone on me and all I have to do and open up the app and add it (before I forget to). This is true with my food too. Yesterday, I was at a family get together and I realized I was out of Salad Mix. It was a completely random thought, but I quickly pulled out my phone and typed it in. Done. I hate coming back from the store only to realize I’ve forgotten something (even more if I *have* to go back to get it).
So, yeah, Wunderlist is my shopping list for the 21st century.
Supreme Pizza Frittata
- 6 eggs
- 1 cup chopped green peppers
- 1 cup chopped onion
- Few (or a lot) cloves of garlic
- 1 bag of shredded mozzarella
- 1 bag of pepperoni (chopped)
- 3 roma tomatoes, sliced
- 1 sm can of sliced black olives
- 1 sm can of mushrooms
- Italian Seasoning
Set oven at 400°. Scramble eggs, put aside. Saute the peppers, garlic and onions in extra virgin olive oil in the cast iron pan on medium high heat. When the onions are transparent, remove everything into a bowl. Spread cheese on the bottom so it covers, let melt a bit and put back veggies. Add pepperoni and seasoning. Add eggs. Let settle. Add tomato slices and a few more green peppers slices. Add more cheese, olives, and mushrooms. More seasoning. Put in oven for 8-14 minutes or until egg is set in center.
I’m starting to get survivors guilt looking through all your blogs, people. It’s an absolute horror show on the Weight Loss tag. I’ve been eating healthy since April. I haven’t binged, cheated, or felt cravings. I’m starting to wonder why exactly that is. I quit sugar in April. Never had another grain since. Wait, I did cheat back in May. I had a dreamsicle from the neighborhood ice cream man. But I think that’s more because it was the first time I was able to run and catch the bastard, since he never swings around to our court. I was a hot day and the wife and I were working outside on the lawn. I had originally started after him to get my wife an ice cream, but two blocks later I was so exhausted and drenched with sweat, I “rewarded” myself with a dreamsicle. But that was the last time.
For me, quitting sugar is a lot like how I quit smoking. I don’t even entertain the notion of lighting up a smoke. It’s been about four or five years now since I quit. I’ll never put another cigarette in my mouth again – and that’s how I see sugar (and most grains). It’s just not worth it to put it in my body. I don’t even try to make “fake” low carb food stuffs to mimic what I used to eat. That’s a lot like using one of those electronic cigarette – just a slippery slope waiting to happen. No thanks. I also successfully gave up artificial sweeteners. That too, seemed like it could be abused. And the strange thing is,
I don’t miss any of it.
So when I read these blogs, I feel sorta helpless. I like being supportive, but I have no idea how to react when they write about failing. Addiction is bad nightmare, no matter what the substance is. “Keep at it,” seems a bit patronizing and “liking” their post seems a bit awkward. I guess I can only sit back and watch. I do hope for the best for them. And the blogs that I actively follow, I really want them to succeed. I like happy endings. Who doesn’t?
I saw an article on CNN today about a young Saudi man who weighed 1,345 pounds. While the story is tragic and sad, what was even more horrible was the comments. The CNN comments, in general, are one of those train wrecks I can’t help myself looking at, and I haven’t been able to teach myself to avoid them. Each and every time I read them my blood boils. Anonymity of the internet allows people to be cruel and mean-spirited, and they are. And I don’t buy the nonsense that people aren’t that cruel. If some feel the need to write that sort of passive aggressive hate on a website comment, then they are, in fact, assholes in real life. And if CNN comments are a marker for that, then we are doomed as a species.
Humans have developed, in recent years, a remarkable lack of humility with the invention of the internet. A sort of alpha dog hubris that allows them to judge the less fortunate. I experienced that in real life quite a few times, especially when I went to places like the gym. There were always guys there who thought that if people weren’t at the same level of fitness they were, those people were overweight and/or unhealthy. I am well aware that I am not sculpted like a Greek god – it’s just that I have other shit I need to do during the day besides pumping iron. What I consider healthy is probably different from what they consider healthy.
This guy in Saudi, in one way or another, got himself into a situation. That is unfortunate. Why and how, that business is his. It is a matter of prevention up until it is a matter of treatment. People smoke, drink, do drugs, and get fat, no matter how much they are told that it is bad for them. I am guilty of it. One day a person wakes up and realizes the problem, but some are never able to wake up. Ridicule doesn’t help solve the problem.
The solution was probably handed to this guy many times, and for some reason or another, he couldn’t or didn’t want to see it. Most likely, he was handed a whole bunch of bad solutions, like I was. Starvation was the one I got handed the most. Exercise was the second.
Starvation isn’t appealing to anybody. You can talk about calories-in/calories-out all you want. Hunger is hunger. Whether the body wants it, or the brain thinks it wants it. When someone tries to starve themselves, they end up failing and eating more – and feel like a glutton and failure.
Telling a 300 pound or a 1345 pound man to exercise is not going to help things either. To begin with, the diet is probably bad so the energy levels are probably crap. Doing anything, even as simple as squats, aren’t going to be enough. It’s guaranteed failure, which only adds to the misery.
That leaves diet. With today’s food companies marketing the most outrageously malnutrition garbage and government guidelines so far out of whack, it’s no wonder people are helpless in making good decisions. We can’t rely on other people making these decisions for us.
I don’t need people who have never been as obese as I was to tell me the solution especially if they could be wrong. If I see another fitness guru/model say “You could look as good as I do” on TV, I’m going to scream. They don’t want your results, they want your money.
So people with a good fitness regimen and awesome metabolism – stop picking on us. Some of us will come around and see the error of our ways, despite the error of yours.