Over the next week or two, I plan to eat the same and be as active as I have been for the past 6 months. The idea is that I have some meal data and activity data (which I haven't beentracking) to compare with what I change.
So KFC buffet and Mexican is in! (Woot!)
After eating last night, I couldn't help shake the idea that I can't remember having hunger pangs. Marshall Brain mentioned that as a thing throughout his posts and videos. I think I had them the last time I dieted but I more often felt light headed, which is what I'm hoping to avoid with this new approach.
So this is where things may get a bit personal or graphic. Last night I slept on my side and felt my belly against my arm. It disgusted me. Maybe it shouldn't, but it did. Got to change that.
On with the day!
Wait, how did I gain 3 pounds since yesterday?! Oh yeah, pizza.
"I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired..."
I heard Dave Ramsey say it often when listening to his show many years ago. I'd link to his site here, but let's just say his ideas and my ideas on humanity are, quite a bit different these days.
So what is this about?
I'm 238 pounds. That's what this is about. I'm fat. It's time to change that.
Hold your praises and patting to the end. I'm fat, and I know it. There's nothing wrong with being fat if that's who you are and you're comfortable with it. I get frustrated when people assume the word is a negative word.
Let's look at that for a moment. According to Merriam-Webster:
Fat: having a lot of extra flesh on your body, having a lot of body fat, having a full, rounded form, unusually wide or thick.
Well folks, that's me; physically anyway.
But that's not me.
That's not who I want to be.
Let me correct that... That's not how I want to look.
Being fat doesn't define me.
But being fat makes me uncomfortable.
Time to change that.
This is the beginning, again. (More on that later - maybe another day.)
Start a blog to track my thoughts throughout this quest.