Dark chocolate's okay

I never liked dark chocolate, and I'm not too fond of white chocolate. My favorite was always milk chocolate, from the "bland" vending machine candy bars that you find in convenience stores, to the really good, or at least expensive, imported stuff.

But I never liked dark chocolate. In the past several weeks, however, I find that I've developed a taste for dark chocolate. The flavor's more rich, and I suppose there's less sugar. Maybe now I can appreciate the subtlety more? Maybe if I had a piece of Kit-Kat or a handful of peanut M&M's, they'd be too cloyingly sweet.

It's interesting to me that my tastes can change after so many years.

214... 212... 210

I forgot to say that two days ago I was at 214.

Yesterday I weighed 212.

This morning I weighed 210.

I hope this post will help me stay on-track through the weekend.

No losing, no posting

I guess it shouldn't be surprising that as I'm still in a holding pattern, and not able to stay on the program long enough to really lose any weight, I haven't blogged anything. My wieght has hovered around 212 for the entire month of July.

I think I have to make sure to write something several times a week. That will force me to record my weight, which will force me to stay on-program. While I still check my weight every morning, it's a private matter for me. I think if I write the number here, in public, it will help me keep my resolve. At least I hope so.

The big 4-0

Today I weigh 212, 40 pounds less than when I started. That's like the weight of a four- or five-year-old child! (I don't like that comparison, it's kinda gross, like thinking I have a giant tumor inside.) I graphed my weight-loss as posted in this blog:
That period in May and June was my sluggish Spring, full of fall starts and plateaus. I am proud that the line rarely went up, however, and I think I learned something about how to handle my lifetime eating, once I hit my target. More realistically, I expect I'll fall into old habits, go into Induction for a week. Lather, rinse, repeat.

Ads

I enabled ads on this blog out of curiosity. In terms of readership, I really expect this to fall into the "more people read this shirt than your blog" category. While I'm careful not to click on them (don't want to artificially inflate click-thru's and violate the agreement), I do sometimes look at them.

They're all boring. That shouldn't be surprising since the topic is mostly boring. But I wrote once about veins becoming visible, and now there's ads on varicose veins every day. I guess the Google adbots were gratefully for something else to link to. :)

Six weeks, seven weeks, who's counting?

I don't know why, but I am now back on the diet. I never completely left it, it was more of a couple of days on, and a couple of days off. And the off periods weren't horrible, just late-night snacking. I'd eat a couple of Oreo's or home made cookies, a spoonful or two of peanut butter, half a donut, and so on. It even got to the point where I developed a taste for dark chocolate. That's pretty extreme, since I never liked it, only milk chocolate. But now, having been off sugar for so long, I guess my taste buds appreciated the subtlety of the dark chocolate; weird. But I still managed to stay away from the "obvious" carb foods like bread, pizza, pasta.

While I never really gained any weight, I didn't lose any. So after a month and a half, I was still around 222. I will try to be positive about this, and treat it as a learning experience for a life-long eating plan.

After almost a week now, I'm at 216, I think. Or was it 218? It's interesting that I can't remember exactly when I re-started, nor what I weighed this morning. A couple of months ago I was starting to get obsessive about knowing my weight, practically on a real-time basis. Now I don't even know for sure what I weighed this morning! I wonder why? Will things change back after a couple of weeks?

What to do when you fail

Just as I was coming out of my "failure" cycle, this article arrived in my mailbox; the title is very self-descriptive. It's a little too cutesy for me, but the links in that article and the last sentence were good encouragement.

http://www.dailyspark.com/blog.asp?post=a_lesson_in_failure_how_i_picked_myself_back_up