Time to lose weight

I’m a big guy.  I’m fat.  It sucks.  There, I said it.  If you’ve never been fat, don’t let anyone fool you into believing that fat people are jolly.  If a fat person tells you they’re happy the way they are, they’re lying.  They just want you to leave them alone because there’s nothing more frustrating to a fat person than other people reminding them that they’re fat.

Anyway, enough with all that.  Out with the negativity.

I’d like to say I’ve been fighting my weight for years.  That’s not true though.  I haven’t been fighting at all.  I’d basically thrown up the white flag and surrendered.

Here’s my history.  I’m a white male 36 years old.  If you were to look at my family picture, you’d have to notice that several of my relatives are overweight.  I think it’s fairly obvious that we genetically tend toward a certain body type.  I’m heavy, both my sisters are heavy, and my brother would be heavy except for he’s successfully dieting these days.  I’ve always told people that if my dad ever slows down, he’ll pack on the pounds, because the only thing keeping him fit is that he works his butt off 24-7 on the farm.

I was never skinny, but when I look back at my senior pictures from high school, I was in pretty darn good shape back then.  I think it was during college that things started to go downhill.  I gradually packed on pounds until back in 2001 when I peaked at 355.  Big big big.  Big and miserable.

I don’t remember what made me do it at the time.  Maybe it was being laid off from my job and having plenty of time to think.  But, I learned about low-carb dieting.  My brother has always fought his weight, and he’d learned about it first.  He told me about it, and it actually made sense.  He’d researched it, and I did my own checking.  It was so obvious.  I started low-carbing agressively.  I was basically no-carbing, except for any trace amounts in things like eggs.  My only exercise was a 1-mile walk every day.  Since I was laid off from work, I made some extra money with a walking paper route.  It was exactly 1 mile.

Over the course of less than 1 year, I dropped 80 pounds doing nothing but walking 1 mile a day and lo-carb dieting.  I ate tons of eggs, meat, cheese, fats – and I felt great.  I was sitting at 275 with a goal of around 210-220.

Then I got a job.  You’d think that would be a good thing, right?  Well, it WAS, in all the traditional ways.  But, it was bad for my diet.  I no longer had time to focus on my eating.  I didn’t have a forced 1-mile walk every day.  Instead of having a kitchen handy at lunchtime where I could make a few eggs, I was trying to plan brownbag meals that were lo-carb and portable at the same time.  Business meetings would extend through lunch and they’d order in pizza or subs.  For various reasons, the new job added to my stress level.

So over the last 6 years, I’ve gained back every stinking pound that I lost.  All that work that I did is wasted.  Well, except I HAVE kept the knowledge of how I can lose weight.

I’ve started lo-carbing again, and I’ve been with it for a few weeks now.  I haven’t started weighing yet, for a couple reasons.  One, it’s hard to find a scales that will weigh a 355 pound man.  And two, I don’t need the added depression of looking at that needle until I know I’m making progress.

Two things I AM doing different this time: I’m taking vitamins and I’m using ketone sticks.  The ketone sticks are mainly because I’m a curious type.  I never monitored my ketosis when I lo-carbed before – I just made the assumption that I was in ketosis because of my extremely low carb intake and my rapid fat loss.  I bought the sticks to see what happened.  I’ve tested 4 times and varied from none to trace to small.  I suspect the variation is more due to my fluctuating water intake than anything else.  As long as I’m making progress losing weight, I doubt that I’ll buy any more once these are gone.

Like I said, I haven’t weighed yet, but I HAVE already started to notice other changes.  I’ve been waking up less at night, which is an apnea symptom.  I haven’t had a migraine in almost the whole 2 weeks.

I’ve sworn to myself that I’m going to stick with it this time and lose the weight once and for all.  It’s stupid of me to have a solution to my problem and not use it.

So, expect to see an article or two here about my progress.

3 thoughts on “Time to lose weight”

  1. That’s great to hear. “Other people” are definitely the hardest part about low-carbing. It’s taken me several years to get to the point where I won’t give in to a grandma saying, “Are you sure you don’t want some potatoes?” Or the ever-popular, “Oh, a little bit won’t hurt you.” No sensible person would ever say that about liquor to an alcoholic, or tell an ex-smoker, “Oh, c’mon, one puff won’t hurt you.” But with food, people take it on faith that small amounts of anything are harmless.

    Even when carbs aren’t pushed on you, they’re so ubiquitous. Like you say, when people need quick food for a meeting or party, it’s always carb-loaded. I’ve ordered grilled fish at a restaurant and discovered that they bread their fish before they grill it. Huh? I’ve ordered a vinaigrette dressing (normally oil, vinegar, and spices) on a salad, and gotten something with so much sugar it was grainy. So it goes. You basically have to reach a point where you’re so disgusted with your body (or fearful enough for your health) that you’re willing to have people think you’re a little nuts every time you eat with them.

    I’ve never tried the ketone sticks, but from what I’ve read about them, any positive test at all shows ketosis. “Deeper” color mainly indicates less hydration, and any level of ketosis means you’re consistently burning fat, even if it’s not enough to show up on the sticks.

  2. Many moons ago, back in my Navy days, I tried Atkins for about 3 weeks. Also during this time, I was attending a Navy leadership course. Our “graduation” dinner was ordered from Pizza Hut. I had to endure all the stares and the comments of “wasting good food” (from young guys, no less) as I scraped the topping off the crust, and just ate the topping. I quit the diet, though, because the carb cravings were constant and terrible. Carb cravings *and* social disapproval are a pretty potent 1-2 punch.

    What’s kept me low-carb this time around is a blood sugar meter and all the health improvements – weight loss, better sleep, less extreme blood sugar (and mood) swings, and some other stuff. Also the fact that I got kicked out of the Navy for being overweight and not being able to lose weight (although that ended up being a good thing, what with meeting Aaron and everything). Also I wasn’t as extreme about eating low-carb this time as I was with Atkins – I tapered off more gradually, which really helped.

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