248.5 | 242 | 140
Sorry for the blurry focus. It’s hard to tell in the LCD panel and I’m not gonna shoot it again.
Wow, I’m actually close to the 100-pound-overweight line now. Cool. This is still going way slow, but along with the not eating enough, I suspect I didn’t actually [...]

I suspect the scale’s gonna show very little progress tomorrow. I’m aggravated. In the past, I’ve dumped water weight pretty fast and then kept on losing. Now it’s maybe a pound a week. It’s not That Time Of The Month–I just had that, and my cycle seems to have settled in at around 32 days or so, after years of being highly irregular. (Ah, the wonders of retinol.)
The only diet change I’ve deliberately adopted for the specific purpose of weight loss is low-carbing. I remember using Slim-Fast shakes when I was married, back in the mid-90s, but I can’t say I was following a program per se. (And DAMN I would love to be at that weight again, even if it was still forty to fifty pounds over “normal.”) This is it, and I’ve tried LCing a few times, quitting each time. Conventional wisdom says if you keep yo-yoing like that, your body holds on to the weight more stubbornly with subsequent weight-loss attempts.
Well, conventional wisdom also says you have to starve and run yourself to death to lose weight, and we know what bullshit that is. Or, at least, I do. So I’m not exactly convinced.
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I have skipped this probably two weeks in a row and I’m sick of it. I’m so sick of it that although I’m writing this at 13 minutes past midnight, let’s pretend I’m actually writing it on Sunday, so I’m totally lying with the datestamp. Yes, I’m that OCD. Fuck it. Let’s roll.
I was going to take a photo of a lacto-paleo cheesecake I made “tonight” in honor of my child’s sperm donor’s recent birthday, but he cut into it before I could yell HangOnASecLemmeGetTheFuckinCamera. So you get kitties again instead, because I like pictures to go with my LinkWithin plugin. This is my cat Lundi getting mommy hugs. She likes to get up on the bathroom sink and then prop her paws on my chest and purr like crazy while I pet her.

OK, there’s the cute part, on with the bitching.
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248.5 | 243 | 140
I am fresh outta double-A batteries and my camera’s starving so you get kitty yoga instead.
Actually, thanks to the aforementioned camera issues (my cat Tabby up there is a pic from about a week or so ago), I wound up weighing three times. The first time I [...]
When my little girl’s dad and I moved in together last year, we combined two cast-iron cookware collections along with two households. He has this piece that’s basically a flat skillet with no sides and no skillet handle, just this metal loop thing for hanging it over a campfire. I can’t imagine who would camp with this thing. Anything cooking on it would tip into the fire if you looked at it cross-eyed. I can’t drain fat from this thing very easily, either, when I’ve been frying bacon or whatever. So I couldn’t think of a use for it, so I pretty much ignored it.
Until now.

Yes indeedy kids: you can have pizza on a low-carb diet. The crust for this is from Miss Jamie’s blog, and you should go there if you’re running on empty for LC recipes you can stand to eat*. I won’t go so far as to say her cauliflower crust is exactly like wheat, but it does the trick. Even my daughter likes this stuff–and getting a five-year-old to like cauliflower is something on the order of a minor miracle.
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248.5 | 244 | 140
Weigh-in 10 February 2010: 244 lbs.
Now keep in mind I started this latest attempt last Monday, not Wednesday, so this is a four-pound loss over a week and two days, not a week per se.
Also, I had had a cup of coffee, half a Diet Hansen’s [...]
…and I’m too goddamn happy to snark right now.
Epic. Win. Super Bowl 44, 7 February 2010
I no longer have any excuses for not seeing this weight loss through.
edited to add: Um, whoops? I think I need to fix my jpg optimizer. >_

First weigh-in, 1 February 2010 - 248.5 lbs
I kinda figured my weight the other day was a meal and my clothes on top of the stupid fat. When weight-loss goo-roos tell you to always wear the same thing when you weigh in and to do it first thing in the morning before breakfast, they ain’t kidding, kiddies.
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