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10.17.2003 Weight: 274 poundsMood: hopeful, despite the tag line Okay, I'm keeping this journal because, as a certain friend of mine has been wont to say, I tend to hang my laundry out on the web. And hey, what's more personal than weight loss, right? Essentially, I'm tired -- I'm tired of gasping for breath and being drenched in sweat when I try to dance or fence. I'm tired of feeling logy and out of it all the time. And I'm bloody well tired of having to pass stores with gorgeous little outfits because I know damn well they don't make anything in my size. So, as of yesterday, I started the induction phase of the Atkins diet. I know through trial and error that Atkins works like a bomb for me -- I'm never hungry, I can eat anything I like on the accepted foods list (and I like most of the accepted foods list), and with my wonky thyroid cutting down my carb intake is guaranteed to result in weight loss. In fact, the only down side is that I have to plan and arrange for meals (who, me think ahead? You must be joking), and I feel like I'm running a blast furnace in my tummy -- I had to turn on the A/C before going to bed last night, and I still tossed and turned for an hour because I was so hot (and no, it's not a perimenopausal power surge -- the only hot place on my was my midsection). However, I also felt awake, alert and perky on the way into work this morning, and after lunch at Beni's (hibachi shrimp, chicken and veggies with water) I didn't feel like I wanted to collapse into a coma, so that's all good. Now I just have to figure out what I want to eat for dinner tonight. |
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