Mood: Feeling much better today. Attitude is rebooting, and I don’t feel like throttling everyone who talks to me. My cravings are almost entirely gone, and the caffeine headaches have vanished. I’m no longer starving.
Physical ramifications: Skin and hair are less oily. Blemishes and breakouts have started going away. More energy. Loose stool, which is to be expected when you’re only drinking juice (I know how nasty that update is, but I want to be completely honest and list everything I’m going through). Lighter feeling. No bloating. Urine output much greater than usual.
Tomorrow: I start walking.
It’s a quarter to one in the morning and my head is killing me. I’m sore all over, as if I have the flu. I can’t sleep. Not a bit tired, anyway. I’m starving, but I’m not. I could eat, but I don’t need to eat. To those of you out there that love the taste of food as much as I do, you’ll understand.
This feeling is not unlike the DTs I went through with nicotine and alcohol. Shoot, even when I came off the 80mg Oxycontin I’d been taking for the six months leading up to my last back surgery, those withdrawals went smoother than this. That’s a real shame. To be this addicted to something my body requires, and to be addicted to the wrong types of it. I want cake and chocolate and biscuits and gravy and AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH! This is why I was 410 pounds. This is why I’m currently 360 pounds. I want to eat for the sheer joy of eating. I want to stuff my face until my stomach feels like it’s going to burst. You want to hear something crazy? I’ve actually eaten so much food in one sitting that I was worried my stomach would rupture. I waddled over to my laptop and Googled whether or not it was possible and found out that I would actually throw up before I would explode.
It’s too easy being addicted to food. People bring it up and everyone comes to the rescue. “Don’t belittle him! Fat people need love, too!” I almost wish I were addicted to something like crack or meth just so people would give it to me straight. “Listen, crackhead, you’re killing yourself. Stop.” I’m not condoning bullying, I’m simply saying that being fat is a societal norm now, and it shouldn’t be. There are too many crutches and not enough broken bones.
Rant over. If you made it this far, I commend you. I don’t know if I could listen to another human being whine this badly.
This is my not amused face.
Okay, so I’m feeling pretty horrible – sluggish, greasy, just all around depressed – so I’m starting this cleanse a week early. I just got back from the store, where I purchased six bags of carrots and a bag of oranges. The oranges are for added sweetness, but I’m only using that blend in the morning.
During the next seven a half days (today being the half) I will be updating daily on what I’m going through physically and mentally, since any weight loss plan depends on both mood and activity.
How I feel in picture form. I’m smiling, but I don’t feel like I am. It’s okay to laugh 🙂
If you’re an old follower of this blog, “I’m back!” If you’re a new follower, “Welcome!”
`Tis February 2014. I did not hit my goal of 290 pounds. In fact, I gained twenty pounds back since my last blog post in November. As of this blog post I weigh… 360 pounds. I could blame this on a creative burst in my writing, or the fact that I uprooted my family and moved from Alabama to Georgia thus disrupting the fluid existence we had maintained for almost five years, or I could be honest and tell you that I’m lazy and love food. 🙂
Anyway, the point is, I’m back at it again. Starting March 3rd, I’m going on a carrot juice fast for seven days. I know a lot of you don’t think this works, but it works for me. That is a fact. Every time I kick start my weight loss with a cleanse (especially a juice cleanse) I drop 10 to 15 pounds of waste in the first week. That gives me the boost in energy I need to start exercising. Once I come off the liquid diet, I don’t crave the baked goods and confections and fried foods that escalated my weight to a point where I was killing myself at 410 pounds.
My weight will be a constant struggle for me. I was born fat and have been fat ever since. I never had my “Skinny Period” (whatever that means) and don’t care to have one. I simply want to be healthy. I kicked smoking and drinking, but for some reason food still controls me.
Reboot #3, here we go. Third time’s the charm, and all that happy horse [expletive deleted].
Oh, for those of you who don’t know, I don’t cuss in this blog because I want people of all ages to gain from it. 🙂
Is this still a thing? Yes, it is. Kinda. Who cares? I do. Truth is, you guys stopped coming by so I stopped posting. Still, I trudged along without you. So here’s an update for the tried and true followers.
340lbs as of today. Surprise! Suck it, fat cells! I’m down 50 pounds since I started.
How did I do it? I’ll tell you… eventually. I want to make it to my desired goal of 290 before I post everything I’ve been doing. The list is long and ever-growing as I tweak and revise, drop and add techniques. If anyone ever tells you one thing worked for them, they’re probably full of more than the usual stuffing.
Who knows when I’ll be back over this way. If I don’t see you before February (the month I plan to hit 290lbs), assume there’s nothing worth mentioning.
Love yo faces!
I know I haven’t updated in a while, but I’ve been focusing all my attention on my writing. Weight loss is now slow going. The Juice fast wasn’t as successful as I’d hoped, but I’m moving on undeterred. I’m now focusing on smaller portions and foods with lower calories, trying to build better habits, as I can’t keep going on liquid diets every other week. Come Monday, I’m going on a strict exercise routine. I’ve been confined to my office chair recently, pounding out the my newest material, so I’ll be happy to get back to my favorite activities, such as walking and Kinect.
I don’t think I’ll be updating daily from here on out. I need to get back to my other blog. I haven’t posted much there , aside from small announcements, for almost three weeks. I’ll try to update here weekly.
See you guys later!