I really wanted to avoid doing a new years post. To me, the end/beginning of a year has little meaning except I have to remember to increment writing the date by one. Besides, the big mile post, at least the one pertinent to this blog, is April 5. That’s when I made the decision to stop killing myself with food. That’s almost three months from now and I have about 32 pounds left to lose if I want to brag about how I lost 100 pounds in a year.
The winter months have been lazy. I’ve stopped exercising in favor of morning coffee and reading. November’s “National Novel Writing Month” threw me back into my Java-junkie mode and I’ve not been able to pull away from it. My weight-loss chart reflects this – while it’s still going down (and that’s all that matters, really), it’s been leveling out. But I figure, it could be worse during the holidays. I could go on a sugar rage-fueled rampage and shove all sorts of candy and carbs into my pie-hole. But other than the coffee, I’ve been pretty okay with my habits.
Christmas was really easy to deal with. There was turkey and ham, and lots of vegetable dishes at my family’s gathering. My mother’s birthday is on Christmas, and my birthday is the day after. So the family celebrates both on Christmas. I didn’t have a piece of cake. Not because I was like, “Diet!” but because at this point, sugar is just too sweet for me. I usually gag at even artificial sweeteners. The sweetest thing I can tolerate now is an orange. My family understands all this now. I had already dropped several pants sizes and they, thankfully, recognize what I am doing actually works for me.
My wife, with my family pitching in, got me a kayak for my birthday. A twelve foot, red kayak. I’ve only been kayaking once before in my entire life, and I guess I couldn’t shut up about it then. The bummer is that I will have to wait until the spring until either we can afford a second kayak for her (for her birthday), or the nearby marina opens and has rental kayaks available. Until then, my present is sitting in the backyard putting out abandonment vibes to me. I could technically go kayaking now – the river behind my house is publicly open, but kayaking alone and freezing waters is poking a bit too much at death.
The day after Christmas, my birthday, I did allow myself to dive back into some old vices. I bought myself a bottle of GlenLivet 15 year Scotch and two decent cigars. I had turned forty, and I was feeling pretty lousy about it, so why not start have a few drinks throughout the miserable day? I did get through half the bottle and managed to smoke only one of the cigars (which brought back really GOOD teenage memories). I rarely get past buzzed when drinking as I hate getting drunk. My wife was worried she’d come home to me totally smashed – but I wasn’t. I was actually pretty sober at the start of the evening. I wouldn’t have another drink until New Years Eve, when I would break out for about three glasses of Jack Daniels (the Scotch gets saved for important matters). The booze will probably gather dust until next December.
My birthday dinner I did decide to splurge and break Diet-Henge. I wanted Pad Thai, and I got Pad Thai. We have a decent Thai take-out place near us. It was a sizable order of it, and I portioned myself out half and ate the other half the next day for lunch. After than I went back to low carb as easy as making some eggs and bacon. Here’s New Year Day breakfast, sweet potato sausage hash with eggs-in-bacon cups:
So there it is. I’m still losing weight. This year I’ll try to get back into the morning exercise habit. My diet is as easy to me now as breathing. 2014 will be the year that I will be at a weight I haven’t been since my mid-teens.