I have repeated the same pattern the last 2 years of my life.
It happens in 3 Acts.
Act 1: January 1.
Get pissed at myself that I gained weight throug the holidays. Learn to forgive myself but take action and recommit to my weight loss journey.
Act 2: February through August.
2 steps forward 1 step back but weight comes off slow. I get frustrated that I am not losing more weight. The weekly cycle is 5 days on plan and the weekend I fall off the wagon. Not an total bender but nonetheless I eat more or eat off plan.
Act 3: September through December
I say fuck it. I am never going to get this done. I tried so hard and I at the same low weight I have been at for years.
Act 2 – I lose 20 pounds
Act 3 – I gain 20 pounds
This year will be different.
September 2020 I have a goal and only one goal.
To not gain weight.
Today, September 1, 2020 – I weigh 261.
My goal is to weigh 261 on September 30, 2020.
My journey is broader than just being thin. I want to be strong. I want to be capable. More on that goal as I continue to document my journey.
I restricted it in August but it was not eliminated.
Greek Yogurt. Sometimes with fruit. Sometime with a squeeze of honey.
On my wife birthday I did have a scoop or 2 of real ice cream. It was like a sugar rocket. I would generally eat the left over ice cream over the next several days and this time I did not go back to it. Maybe one can learn.
This is what I know.
Dairy Upsets my stomach
Dairy causes inflammation
Dairy causes cravings
In short, I love dairy but she does not love me back. It is time I leave her behind for a new love.