Checking in...

No cute pictures this time, just words.

Thanksgiving is coming up, and with it the carb explosion that is most Thanksgiving dinners. It worries me that I'll completely cave, eat the entire bowl of mashed potatoes and then wallow in my misery with a pecan pie. I don't want to regress, but at the same time I don't want to be "that person" that requires all these special dishes that are only there to accommodate me. The best solution I can think of is to have a normal plate, a small bit of everything, but only a small bit. This way I am not feeling "deprived" of the holiday, but also am not rolling around like Violet Beauregarde after she ate the Three Course Dinner chewing gum.

I may or may not check in again before the holiday, but will for sure after. Hopefully it's good news.

A road-trip and a week down.....

Sadly, there was a death in the family last week. This mean a road-trip to the south.  If you've never been to a Southern funeral it consists of equal parts grief, laughter, alcohol, and food. The food is usually breaded and fried something or other along with pie and cake.

Surely there's something here you can eat on a diet.

Then there's the family dinners at restaurants that want to toss a good sized bassinet of bread at your table.

Bread in a bowl of bread....takes a lot of dough.

While saddened by the circumstances of the trip; I'm happy to report that, not only did I manage to stay true to the diet, I lost weight. I'm down to 412lbs (186.8kg if you like your weights easy to use). I started this thing at 419lbs on Saturday, Nov 11 so that's 7lbs in 4 days. I've lost almost an entire human head, I can live with that.

Thanks for the support, little dude.

Soooo, I suck at this.

Yeah, almost a whole year has gone by and nada. Zip. Zero. Zilch.

I can try and blame job hopping or stress or Trump (...thanks Obama), but in reality I just really didn't want to lose weight. I knew I should, but my heart wasn't in it.

This past Sunday I woke up and there it was...."The Will to Lose". It descended upon me in the night, and with it a plan. "You'll go on the Keto diet", it said excitedly. "We can do this!".

Just one problem........We go shopping for groceries on Friday night and there was not a damn thing, besides a lonely carton of eggs, in the house that was Keto friendly.

So I've been winging it this week. Not going full Keto yet, but trying really hard to be good with my food. Lots of research and reading has occurred, new things tried (I really didn't want to like Butter Coffee but holy hell it's good), and meals planned.

Hopefully this sticks. If not I'm gonna have to look into contracting mono.