My 3PS weight this morning was 220.0 (it blipped up from an initial 219.8). Since the lightest I can remember being in recent memory is somewhere around 217-218 I guess this is a good thing. I’m trying not to get too hung up on my morning weigh-ins, but it is nice to see some progress, no matter how small.
I can’t believe I worked “hung” “see” and “small” into the same sentence.
Part of the reason I’m feeling a little off was explained in the “Eat To Live” book. I meant to read it all before starting this change, but I didn’t make it before Monday and I really wanted to get started. Fuhrman writes:
Additionally, some physical changes may initially discourage you. Stopping caffeine, reducing sodium and dropping saturated fat from your diet while increasing fiber and nutrients may result in increased gas, headaches, fatigue and other withdrawal symptoms.
Yup. Sounds about right.
But today was better than yesterday. I’ve managed to finally get hummus right, so I had a tasty lunch, but man am I having sticker shock at the store.
Granted, I bought a lot of one-off items such as low sodium soy sauce, but it still came to nearly $120.
Going to the store has become weird. More than 90% of what they sell isn’t relevant to me, and that gets even higher if you discount non-food items. Plus, I bought tofu, extra firm (‘natch) for something like the fifth time in my life.
By the way, mixed greens were on sale:
That is two pounds of mixed baby greens, and I’m supposed to eat a pound a day.
So far I just eat until I’m full, but that usually means about half a pound.
I have been spending a lot of time thinking about food, my health and goals. Once I get to my target weight I’ve decided to buy some stuff, specifically a nice suit. I have a number of serviceable suits, and I rarely wear them, but I was thinking it would be cool to get just one somewhat expensive suit and get rid of the others. So once I get down to my target weight and stay there for three months I’m off to someplace like Brooks Brothers.
Now a little digression. Besides getting to a healthy weight, this year I wanted to focus on my business, get the house de-cluttered and organized, and keep progressing on the guitar.
Between my job and Andrea’s job, we have very little free time together, and so this year we decided to hire a housecleaning company. I’ve always resisted because I’ve a) never wanted to have so much stuff I couldn’t take care of it, and b) I’m not comfortable having strangers in my house, outside of social gatherings.
But I finally caved when I realized that half of our Saturdays are taken up with cleaning the house. We went with someone coming in every other week, and that should be enough to free us up for other things.
One of those things is cycling. Andrea started riding this year, and I think it would be cool for us to be able to go riding together once it gets warmer.
Plus I should have my full Vegan Powers by then.
The cool news is that I hit on the big goal today. I want to see Halley’s Comet again.
I’ll be a little over 95 years old when Halley’s returns, and this is a goal that I think is both attainable and desirable. Plus I’m sure I’d get on TV as one of those old farts who was around when it came by the last time.
Not that 95 is a hard limit of course. I don’t plan to pull some “Harold and Maude” thing, but I honestly think the changes I’m making in my life will greatly improve my chances to do another 50 years.