Although I didn't much care for some of the comments on last week's caloric journey post (though I'm sure they weren't meant to be, a couple of them felt personal, judgmental, and overly harsh—after all I am trying, and I've managed to keep a lot of weight off for a long time), I have to admit that some folks were right. I am at an inflection point on my caloric journey.
It's not just that I have plateaued, though that is certainly concerning. It's more that I feel that I'm at one of these moments where all my progress is at risk, that I feel myself slipping back into "well, it's OK that I started this week at 230 pounds" mode, where as before I always drew the line in the sand at 225 pounds.
Well, I really don't want to go back to 260 pound land, so it is time to start looking at some new approaches, ways of looking at what I eat when. Here's what l'm thinking.
The hardest part of the day for me is the time I spend at SE World HQ. Why? Because between the regular Sandwich a Day runs to Chris' pizza forays, to the staff's candy runs, to all the taste tests, it's a veritable carb festival virtually every hour of every day.
That might be OK if I wasn't also eating business lunches and breakfast too. But I do, so tasting all that food on top of eating even sensible lunches becomes problematic.
So what am I going to do? I'm going to severely limit my carb intake the rest of the day and the rest of the meals. That way when I won't end up carb loading when I taste what's on the tasting table.
I had this realization earlier in the week, so I am no expecting miracles on Thinner today. But I am optimistic that this will be the first of many changes I will be making in my caloric journey.
Unfortunately I had this carb epiphany on Wednesday, too late to effect this week's weigh-in. I have been trending downward all week since that nasty 230 pound reading on Monday. I was at 227 yesterday. Here goes: 227. A pound more than last week. Hopefully I'm taking the right turn at the crossroads. We'll see.