October 31, 2011: Post 303
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Today's Weight: 203.0 lbs
Yesterday's Weight: 203.4 lbs
Net Loss/Gain: - 0.4 lbs
Daily weight from October 1, 2011. |
Daily weight from January 1, 2011. |
For all that, eating perhaps half the calories of a normal day, I did not, as is often the case, gain weight at my Monday weigh-in. So, that's something I am thankful for.
Daily Comment
I have a vacation coming up. It starts four days from now. During that time, I can blog my food, but I cannot keep on doing my tracking. There will be no morning weigh-ins for 8 days, and no weekly measurements for 2 Saturdays. The prospect makes me tense. For all of 2011, I have missed only one or two weigh-ins, and have a perfect record for weekly measurements. I've become acclimated, accustomed, and habituated to watching my weight, to keeping my charts, and this change is stressing me to a degree.
Food Log
Chicken-feta cheese-spinach sausage with whole seed Dijon mustard and a salad of Spring Mix greens, cherry tomatoes and red cabbage with balsamic vinaigrette. |
Pepperoni.
Dinner
Chili (grass-fed ground beef, mushrooms, tomatoes, spices) and mashed broccoli (broccoli, butter, almond milk, sea salt and pepper). |
Baby carrots, home-made spicy mayonnaise.
Liquid Intake
2 Comments:
I think it feels better to know- even when you don't like the results- than not know. For me, not knowing allows me to catastrophize and make the outcome much worse than it turns out to be.
Maybe you don't do that, though. When I do this, i then throw the baby out with the (is it bathwater?) and eat anything in sight. Maybe if you know you are doing this, it would help
I am not sure if you mean it feels better to know what weight you are at all the time (which is what I do) or something else. However, I will still be blogging my food, and I will be doing the clothing fit and appearance check every day.
It is, as a matter of fact, "Throw the baby out with the bathwater." The expression comes from 16th Century rural England. There, bathing was irregular, and family-communal. The labor involved in filling the tub and heating the water meant that only one bath was drawn for the whole family, and bathing order was by patriarchal hierarchical position: Father first, then grandfather, wife, grandmother, children. By the time it came to washing the children, there would be more than one in the tub, and the water was so muddy, that if the infant slipped under, it couldn't be seen - at the end, when the bathwater was thrown out, is when the tiny corpse would be discovered. It's actually a pretty grim comment when you think about it.
I'm just saying.
As for me, I'm not going to catastrophize - I'm going to enjoy the time off, and not think about until - and if - I have to take some remedial action when I get back. I imagine something similar for the Holiday season might occur.
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