Yesterday wasn’t a banner day by any stretch. I sat here at the keys for about 9 hours working and watching videos when the day was done. Food wasn’t bad though.
Had a big salad and boiled some white potatoes which were then smashed on a baking sheet and popped into the oven to get crispy. I did try to minimize the salt. Potato without salt is like eating chalk, but I did as best I could for having been on the SAD diet for this last many months.
Dropping only one pound on a half hearted day 1 isn’t really a bad thing, even eating salad and potato.
There’s a lot going on in my personal life that isn’t contributing to a peaceful time. They say the biggest stresses in a persons life are getting married, moving and changing jobs. Well, my home is for sale and we’re looking to move out of the state and that may facilitate a job change, depending on circumstances. I’m on a two outta three. I haven’t done much work on cortisol, but it’s the stress hormone and it’s said to be the “real deal” when people are trying like heck to lose weight. It’s a killer, somehow telling your body to conserve energy. To, in my world, hold the fat! Hold it like it’s your life! This is really some kinda mind trip actually, maybe it’s real and maybe it’s not. Unless there’s some cortisol meter you can stick yourself with to measure it in your blood, then maybe that’s the BS that people tell themselves, “Oh, I’m under a lot of stress so I can’t lose weight”. Who really knows??
What I do know is that I’ve absolutely got to get up and walk or ride or something because being on my feet and working on things seems to be the only thing that helps to unscrew my brain. Oh, and the two wheeled unscrew. That always works like a charm.
Did I mention that I suffer most nights from sleep deprivation? Like millions of others people I wake up about two or three AM only to use the toilet and then BAM,.. my mind wanders on all the crap I need to do that day. As though that time was set aside especially to solve world hunger and bring about world peace. Well, that’s what it feels like anyway. And, alcohol makes it a LOT worse. So, if I’ve had one too many, and I do mean one because I really wasn’t drinking all that much. Then like David Copperfield super magic I am up contemplating the movement of the planets and whether or not the battery in my truck is going to last another year, if my daughter hates me for missing her play, or if I baked potatoes for the next day. At least that’s a new one. No booze at all is a way to solve that. So that’s what’s up.
Not a bad day overall, hungry at times but I think that’s more habit than genuine hunger.
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