Day Ten: 388lbs
9/29/2012: Week Two begins tomorrow and so far I’ve lost a medium sized cat. Twelve pounds in almost as many days. Now, before any of you congratulate me, I will have you know that I can lose five pounds walking fifty yards to the mailbox. When you’re as big as I am, twelve pounds isn’t much and is normally just water weight. I’m not discouraged by that fact, just bringing everyone up to speed.
I am shooting for a pound a day for right now, but will be happy with a pound every three or four days. I understand the weight will come off slower the closer to my goal I become. When that happens I will reevaluate my goals and change them according to necessity.
I’m still only drinking water. I had one eight ounce glass of regular coke that was a little over half full (around five to six ounces to be exact) a few days ago and couldn’t finish it. The syrup was just too sweet. I’ve never been so happy to find myself disliking something in my entire life. And not to hide anything from you, but I consider black coffee and unsweet tea to be like water as well. (I live in the south where you have to make sure you tell someone you want your tea unsweet or you get watered down pancake syrup). Aside from caffeine and flavor, coffee and tea basically are just water. In other words, I’m not drinking anything that can turn into fat.
Yoga is still a thing, but I’m waiting on a certain someone to send me a mixtape of sorts for meditation purposes. (You know who you are. No pressure) 😉 I’m also waiting on my DDPyoga DVDs to arrive. Until then, I’m stuck with the starter stuff.
Next week I start my slow trek to quitting caffeine. This one scares me. So far, my mood has been awesome. I’m happy and more lively than I’ve been since high school. But I’m also still ingesting caffeine. I will say this: If I find myself turning to food because of my mood swings, I will go back to caffeine quick, fast, and in a hurry.
Come November 1st, I’m starting my kinda, sorta diet. Nothing fancy, only smaller plates. I will be eating the same foods, mind you, just smaller portions. I’ve actually already started this. In the past, no matter what we had for dinner, I’d have seconds and that second portion would be just as big as the first. Now, I’m only eating the first serving. Three days ago I finally felt that coveted fullness I have been missing all these years after only one plate. I about broke the mirror smiling as hard as I was. I figure if I stop eating for two, I might lose half of me. There goes that logic again. Sneaky fellow, that guy.
So, there’s your update. For those of you joining me on this journey, leave your own updates down below. Together we’ll be a bunch of smexy, svelte individuals. And “smexy” is not a typo. It’s an E-ism. Smart + Sexy = Smexy. You’re welcome.