With My Nemisis, the Cheese Platter at the CTC, December 23, 2011, Weight: 228 |
Date: January 28, 2012
Day #: 313
Starting Weight: 369
Weight (As of 1/27): 216
Cardio Exercise: 45 Minutes
Food Intake: C
Didn’t feel like doing much exercise today – actually felt lazy and still felt guilty about last night’s pig fest – shameful display. Tonight was night two of EARNEST and a cast member whose family runs one of the town’s best deli’s brought us grilled chicken sandwiches, onion rings and fries – the smell was incredible, but I was good and just had the sandwich. There was a nice gift to the cast of a box of chocolates, which I had more than I should – as Forrest Gump kinda said, “Life is like a box of chocolates, and fat people can’t keep their paws out of ‘em.” Free food; it always goes back to free food. Going on a three day mini-vacay to the ATL tomorrow – exercise should be accomplished in the gym, it’s just a matter of eating smart without a home base. My record seems to be that I struggle a bit at the beginning of the week’s cycle (my week begins on Friday after weigh-in) and comes through towards the end of the week. People at the theatre this evening who haven’t seen me in a while have been tres complimentary, but I am beginning to get the “you can’t lose anymore” comments, which is nice, but the reality is that I weigh (see above) and am 5’11 and my ideal weight should “peak” in the 180s, which I am not near. People shouldn’t concern themselves that I’m anorexic. After Karen Carpenter’s death I read a book about it and while it is truly a horrid existence I could never suffer from it – I love food, and this blog should demonstrate aptly that my appetite has been controlled but is far from cured; I can personally not envision a time in which I will not tear into a platter of cheese or a Thanksgiving turkey. And no movie popcorn? Forgettaboutit! Lisa Lampanelli’s underwhelming book CHOCOLATE PLEASE chronicled her struggles with weight in which she went to a facility for eating disorders in which the overeaters were housed with the anorexics and bulimics – she says that it’s a different side of the same coin. I’m not so sure: one seems curable while someone who overeats will have the cravings their whole life. Thoughts?