Day 34 - The Time Change Sucks

I can't fathom why we keep the time zone change. In the modern era we aren't beholden to the sun as we once were. Oh, worry, I'm whining again.

Anyway, the weight was at 242.0 pounds this morning.

At the same time I'm getting a secret weapon. Somewhere, on a truck, waiting to be delivered to my basement, is a treadmill. I've got a television down there as well as a place to sit and some weights.

I've been trying to avoid using anything other than the supplements, but my eating habits are so poor right now that even if irvingia did work it probably won't be able to overcome my habits.

However, if I introduce exercise I won't know if any weight loss was due entirely to the exercise or if it was enhanced in some way due to better blood sugar and lipid control. It's possible, if it works.

Sigh. I guess I can't expect to ever really know.

Day 31,32,33 - Diet Rebound

The scale decided I was at 242.0 pounds today.

I really can't disagree with it. Well, I find it disagreeable but I don't question the accuracy. How's that?

I've been struggling with a cold, eating crappy, dealing with a family emotional issues, blah blah freaking blah. What a pain in the ass. Whine, whine, whine.

Okay, that's enough for today.

Day 30 - Hey, I'm Offended

Who's the joker than is running the "find BBW" to date on my blog? Are they targeting me? Are they targeting my readers? Hmmph.

Anyhow, I'm still at a lilting 240.0 pounds this morning. The non-diet irvingia diet continues to show non-gain progress. Whatever. I'm planning on celebrating the end of the week with pizza tonight so we'll see about that.

On that note, if you've followed along at all you'll realize, as I did this morning while staring at my bathroom scale, that I've done nothing. I've done absolutely nothing worthy of losing even an ounce. In fact, I'm surprised I haven't been putting on weight.

How's that for a non-dorsement? Anyway, I have drifted down a few pounds and I really have nothing to complain about. In short, if it continues, despite my best efforts to the contrary, then I'll be sold.

Strange.

Day 29 - New Week / New Weight

Well, a little bit of movement in the DOW (difference of weight) today. The scale gave me the green light at 240.0 pounds.

Unfortunately, I think that this weight loss was powered by my cold. I'm sure the box of tissues I used up has accumulated almost a couple pounds of mass... yech.

Anyway, it's movement in the right direction, I'll try to keep it.

Yesterday for dinner my wife and I tried a vegetable patty made from beans and lentils. It was a bit different, but good. This is in danger of becoming a staple due to it's nutritional profile and ease of preparation.

Freezer to frying pan to plate... works for me.

Also, the appetite seems in control. This could be due to the fact I'm struggling with a cold. The jury is still out on irvingia -- perhaps it always will be since it doesn't have any pronounced effects that you can feel?

Day 28 - Still Fighting A Cold

This is a repeat of yesterday. I feel like crap. My weight is the same at 241.5 pounds.

I've taken a couple of half-days off of work to rest. On the plus side I haven't been all that hungry -- so I've probably eaten better than I otherwise would have.

Anyway, other than that, my nose hurts from all the tissues, but the diet shall go on.

Day 27 - Under The Weather

Today's weigh in yielded 241.5 pounds.

While this is my logging low I don't feel that excited about it. I seem to have a cold and it's likely that I'm mainly just dehydrated.

Worse, I have to go to the dentist today and I'm not really thrilled about the prospect of having a runny nose while my teeth and gums are being cleaned. I'm sure the dental staff are even less thrilled than I.

Anyway, perhaps it's the cold or perhaps it's the irvingia, I can't tell, but either way my appetite has been lackluster at best.

Day 24,25,26 - The Walking Zombie

Okay, so I'm still tired. I have something of a pet project I'm working on but the only hours I can do that are after work, after my toddler has retired for the evening and generally after my wife has called it a day.

So, into the wee hours I while away burning the midnight oil.

Oh, hey, today's weight in was 243.0 pounds. Back in stasis... and I'll take it. I did notice this morning that I was decidely unhungry. This could be the irvingia. It's strange, I feel unhungry in the sense that I feel bloated and fat. Strangely, I am bloated and fat.

Reality vs irvingia? Psychological effect vs irvingia? Hopefully, over the course of weeks this little drama will unfold.