Oct 17 2009

But your ISD button just might…

Ah, John Prine. He’s absolutely OK with me. He’s even more OK with the WBGF, who seems to have convinced her (our) guitar teacher, Richie Jenkin, that she only wishes to learn John Prine songs. That amused me so much that I considered only learning Leonard Cohen songs myself, but then I remembered my oven is electric and therefore useless for sticking one’s head in…

The last couple of days I’ve felt under the weather a bit. I suspect it’s from detoxing. Why? Oh, I’ll spare you the details. You’re welcome. I cancelled both my session with Mistress Jackie and my fitness assessment @ the Y yesterday. I’ll pick up with Jackie on Monday and do the fitness assessment later next week.

I’ve had a Sanyo rice cooker for a few years, and have used it very rarely. Yesterday I screwed around enough to get a batch of perfectly cooked brown rice out it. Since brown rice is one of the few starches I can eat during Phase 1 of the Ultra Metabolism plan, it’s handy to be able to make a couple or more days worth.

This program is making me pay attention. To what I eat, to what I drink, to how I feel. Navel-gazing aside, that may be the real power of it. I had no idea how much diet soda I was drinking…expecially after I started making it myself a few months ago. Take-out, prepared dishes from my local chi-chi Metropolitan Market, fast food…all history for now. Most of my food shopping is at PCC, a fine co-op where I been a member since the 60’s but hardly ever set foot in…I’m now starting to really appreciate it.

Weight: 282 FBS: 115

There are three possible parts to a date, of which at least two must be offered: entertainment, food, and affection. It is customary to begin a series of dates with a great deal of entertainment, a moderate amount of food, and the merest suggestion of affection. As the amount of affection increases, the entertainment can be reduced proportionately. When the affection IS the entertainment, we no longer call it dating. Under no circumstances can the food be omitted. –Miss Manners


Oct 15 2009

Back to Fitness

Mistress Jackie

Mistress Jackie

Changes are afoot…Jackie is back in town, so I’m on for 3 1 hr. sessions a week with her. Yes, that’s the evil but very effective TRX Pro hanging off to her right. She has to have a private studio because of the the sounds of  moaning, wailing and whining. In the picture she is getting pleasure from watching me bitch, sweat and grunt. I dig her, she’s cool…and apparently way too much for the men in Seattle. Something about them being big old pussies…

Tomorrow I have my fitness assessment at the YMCA. I think the WBGF has hers there today…altho it’s hard to keep track of her schedule because it’s so much fuller than mine. She seems to be going to art school nearly full-time, apparently actually selling real estate again, raising her two stunning teenage daughters and doing a great job of making me happy. Just one of those would be too much for me…I’m trying to calm everything down myself.

I’ve put together 3 days of pretty great FBS #s: 96, 85 and 101. If this keeps up I will be able to adjust (on my way to eliminating) my insulin dosage down way sooner than I expected.

On the food front I’m eating very well, although completly differently than I was before I started the program. And I continue to feel better. No soda is still the greatest challenge. I’m not drinking any, but I do need to find a satisfactory substitute.

And so it goes…

Weight: 282 FBS: 101 BP: 125/93 P: 60

If the poor overweight jogger only knew how far he had to run to work off the calories in a crust of bread he might find it better in terms of pound per mile to go to a massage parlor.  –Christiaan Barnard


Oct 11 2009

And for Sunday Brunch?

Brunch. Now there’s a concept I can pretty much let go of…but I have a clear vision of groaning boards of cinnamon rolls, big cheesy omelets and stacks of bacon.

Back in the reality-based life ‘o me: If I’d posted yesterday I could have reported a FBS of 99, my best in years. Today it was back to sorta normal, 144. I knew it would bounce around, but I didn’t expect any sub-100 results anywhere near this soon. (My non-diabetic pals & commentors have expressed some puzzlement with either the number itself and/or the importance of it. The importance is this: If it is a good number, then glucose is not literally eating my small nerves and vascular system alive. That’s the story of diabetes in a nutshell. Non-diatbetics hang in the 75-95 range all the time. For me anything under 120 is great. Anything over 180 isn’t good. Over 300? Go to doc immediately and figure out WTF is wrong. Or, like the last time my system went really bad after huge oral surgery, one’s meter could start reading ERR, which means you’ve gone over 600.)

Whether it is due to some additional supplements (PGX, serious Probiotics & higher doses of R-Fraction Alpha Lipoic Acid and Acetyl L-Carnitine) or the near complete dietary changes, it seems to me that I am feeling a lot better really rapidly. One thing for sure is that my digestion has completely changed…for the better. Acid reflux has completely disappeared, along with any night time indigestion. And other postive changes which you can thank me for not sharing.

I am very lucky that the World’s Best Girlfriend has completely gotten on board with all of this and is a great help. She cooked very tasty dinners the last two nights, both completely within the guidelines of the UltraMetabolism Plan. She points out that what I’m now doing is close to the way she usually eats. Wait! Could that be why she is slim and beautiful? Regardless, she is doing this with me, and I’m glad for and appreciative of the company. She does sneak down in the morning for a cup of Starbuck’s Via (Starbuck’s new instant coffee, which she reports is both good and strong.)

And so Phase 1 continues…middle of Day 4 w/o any cheating whatsoever. (I dreamed of ice cream, however. Didn’t eat any, tho, even in the dream. The WBG was dreaming of Giant Penguins [12 ft. tall!] at the same time. The Penguins were not eating ice cream either…I know because I asked.)

Weight: 284 FBS: 144

I like rice. Rice is great if you’re hungry and want 2000 of something. –Mitch Hedberg

Oct 8 2009

Morning has broken

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Foggy Morning at Clam Acres

I am reduced to quoting Cat Stevens (Yusef!) for post titles. My deep apologies, but I’m being followed by a moonshadow.

The picture above is the antidote to the picture in the last post…pretty much lays to rest the old “Red sky at night” saw. I love mornings like this, but I’m a NW native.

I woke up this morning feeling better physically. Better than I can remember feeling in the morning for a long time. Holy crap, is it possible that all I had to do to feel better was to change my diet as little as I have already? We’ll see…I don’t believe it myself. But I’ll take it if it’s true…no matter how much of a moron it shows me to be…

I had a banana/frozen berry/soy milk smoothie for breakfast. It was…gulp…good. Really good. And right now I am “enjoying” a cuppa Tazo Ginger Green Tea…which tastes exactly like soap. Oops, there go those Big Tea endorsement bucks.

Weight: 286 FBS: 118 (Best it’s been since I started retesting a couple of weeks ago. Probably meaningless, since it can vary wildly, but still…)

Give a man a fire and he’s warm for the day, but set fire to him and he’s warm for the rest of his life. –Terry Pratchett


Oct 7 2009

Tomorrow is it

Clam Acres Sunset

Clam Acres Sunset

OK, so tonight’s sunset looked like that. Life isn’t all that bad here in diet land…although some whining may ensue.

I’m over the no-coffee deprivation feeling. Although I seem to be sleeping much more. I was usually getting 6-7 hours a night, now I seem to be solidly down for 8-9.

I’m really missing diet pop…still.

Even though tomorrow is the first day of the Phase 1 I’m already there; 95% or so. I actually enjoyed a soy milk/frozen berry smoothie for breakfast today. I did pour a “rice drink” based one down the drain. I’ll be sticking with soy milk. Getting used to eating something 6 times a day…not anywhere close to my old drill, which was to drink coffee in the morning, forget about lunch and end up eating dinner (way too much dinner) at 9 PM+.

We joined the West Seattle YMCA on Monday. Seems like a nice gym full of nice people. Very different than the high-powered gyms I’ve belonged to in the past…I think this will be a better fit. So I’ve got Mistress Jackie, my personal trainer [she’ll be introduced here if she ever comes back from base jumping in Utah), MWF and then swimming, etc. at the Y 2 or 3 other days a week. That should handle the exercise I’m going to need to make this work. I do have to keep repeating, “You can do this. You’ve done it before.”

Weight: 286 FBS: 135

Gluttony is not a secret vice. –Orson Welles


Oct 4 2009

The No-Coffee Fog

Free Button!

Free Button!

Sorry for the lack of posts the past couple of days…I’m incredibly stupid and foggy from no coffee.

However, I have completely quit coffee…and, with even more difficulty, diet pop. I hadn’t realized how much pop I was drinking until I quit it on the 1st. I’ve been using a SodaStream soda maker for the past few months, so the pop wasn’t as unhealthy as commecial sodas, but they still contained Splenda and some contained caffiene…both now off my plate.

I’m getting used to green tea in the morning and natural flavored unsweetened soda water as my liquids. I’m told the fog will lift in a few days. I did have headaches the first two days…not today.

The button above? Leave me your mailing address here : dick (at) IncredibleShrinkingDick (dot) com and I’ll mail you one. I’m pretty sure it will become a highly valuble collectable, don’t you? And classy!

I’ve refurbished my pedometer and next week will start posting the number of steps I’m walking per day. 10,000 or more is the goal. The last time I kept track (a couple of years ago) I rarely went above 5,000.

Stats? Weight: 286 FBS: 125

Reality check:  you can never, ever, use weight loss to solve problems that are not related to your weight.  At your goal weight or not, you still have to live with yourself and deal with your problems.  You will still have the same husband, the same job, the same kids, and the same life.  Losing weight is not a cure for life.  –Phillip C. McGraw


Sep 30 2009

Tomorrow is it…

Tomorrow is the first day of my full prep week…which is really the start of the plan/program. Then 3 weeks of Phase 1.

I had my last cup of coffee this morning. Tomorrow? Green Tea. Which I don’t love. Yet. All artificial sweeteners dead now.

Last night I had my last pizza. Too much of it and had an uncomfortable night as a result.

I’m not sure what I’m having for dinner tonight…probably just a salad. And some Whopper Gelato…that’s right, malt ice cream with chopped up Whoppers in it. Say goodbye to that and all dairy over the next week.

I turn 62 on Friday the 2nd. Feeling pretty good about it…never thought I’d make it this far.

Weight today: 289 (Hey, there’s that goddam pizza) FBS: 160 (There it is again!)

No man ever understands quite his own artful dodges to escape from the grim shadow of self knowledge. –Joseph Conrad


Sep 27 2009

The last dinner party…

Well, the last dinner party for at least a month or so, anyway. Tonight. Old pal with his great new wife. I suspect some wine will be drunk and some rich food will be eaten. Phase 1 of my plan starts on Thursday the 1st. It is so restrictive that I don’t see entertaining or being entertained as viable. However, it only lasts 3 weeks or so…and I may be so crabby during it that I’d be horrible company anyway. Tomorrow I start kicking caffeine…oh, boy!

Today’s weight: 287 FSB: 140

“The entire universe has been neatly divided into things to (a) mate with, (b) eat, (c) run away from, and (d) rocks.” –Terry Pratchett


Sep 25 2009

The last weekend…

Friday night on the last weekend before everything changes. Foodwise, anyway.

Next Thursday, the 1st, is my start day. A couple of people have inquired as to why I’m waiting or starting then. The 1st is the 9th anniversary of the day I quit smoking. I believe it’s auspicious.

I’m going to be doing the Ultra Metabolism plan. Info here. It’s fairly simple and ends up after 3-4 weeks with a plan I believe I can stick with…aided and abetted by the public disclosure represented by this blog.

I will be regularly posting…at the least every other day. Some of it will be really boring, because this is the very (twisted) definition of navel gazing. I will try not to lose my sense of humor. I will not lie. I will post my weight and morning fasting blood sugar # every time I post. I will also, just in case anyone was wondering, as I did in my Quit Smoking Blog (archived here), rant profanely about the perfidity of the modern GOP and any other damn thing I feel like ranting about…

So, here: Weight: 287 FBS: 144

Thanks for all the great comments so far, btw…I hope you keep them coming!

“I guess I don’t so much mind being old, as I mind being fat and old.” –Benjamin Franklin


Sep 20 2009

Best diet of them all?

“I have a great diet. You’re allowed to eat anything you want, but you must eat it with naked fat people.” –Ed Bluestone

Sadly, I don’t know enough fat people who would eat with me naked. Actually, I don’t know *any* people who would eat with ME naked. So that diet is out.