Shortnin’ Bread

Two things: 1. It’s take a lot ‘o balls to lip sync The Cramps and 2. No shortnin’ bread for me.

Not much to report…weight loss continues apace: Check it here.

I started this blog on 09/20/09. I weighed right around 290 then, and over the next year or so, dicking around with various diet plans, I managed to lose about 20 pounds and then gain back 30+. Woo Hoo, what a ride. I’m solidly below that starting weight today, at 278-279. First time in several years I’ve dropped below 280 as anything but a low plateau.

I feel pretty good. Edema is tremendously reduced. My blood sugar almost immediately dropped to non-diabetic levels and has stayed there (80-90 fasting). Amazingly, my after-meal glucose rebound is acting like a non-diabetic person, based on several postprandial tests. I’m also starting to get a little more energy. Next? Exercise. Because my fitbit stats are looking very sad, even taking my 2 day loss of the device a couple of weeks into consideration. The sorry tale here: FitBit stats. Also, here’s a shoutout to Fitbit customer service: The device back broke in half, so it would only work taped up and in a weird little holder, making it almost impossible to recharge without a huge hassle. 2 emails to Fitbit + a couple of emailed pictures and a new one is in the mail to me. No charge. Hooray for Fitbit!!

I suppose I should put in some kind of political commentary here. Hard to do. I think Mitt is showing his true colors even to the ignorant morons with this arrogant and patronizing refusal to release tax returns. Get it now, you stupid fucks? No, they won’t. So, between that and the Obama administration’s continuing efforts to show total open contempt for any of their supporters who may be to the left of Herbert Hoover, it’s a little disheartening to me right now. It’s a disgustingly brilliant political call, because we all will line up to vote for him over the Mittster regardless of the contempt. That doesn’t bode well for a hoped-for liberal turnaround in his 2nd term. ‘Twas ever thus, I suppose.

What you eat is like how you pray: Your Own Business. Not to be forced on others. Worship at Burger King or Chez Panisse, depending on your tastes, wallet and personal needs…Just don’t make me go there. — Sheila Himmel

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