I always use a Wolverine image when I’m angry. Bahamas, I can handle the Bahamas.
Mutant Diet Phase 2 Day 17
I am slammed for time and this is good because this is a rant. I managed to lose four pounds in 11 days to bring me back to the weight I was before Christmas. This is a long way to say I’ve gone absolutely no fucking where. I am not going to apologize for being angry. If anyone tries to convince me this isn’t frustrating and painful thing I’ve ever done in my whole life, I will spit acid.
The only upside to the figures is it the largest single weight loss in the shortest time period since this started in March 2016.
However, the chemistry of weight lost is completely screwed in the head. I lost weight, but increased body fat and kept the measurements the same. My nonscientific theory is that my body will do something impossible (like time travel or break the law of conservation of mass and energy) before giving up weight. I also suspect my allergies, age, situational stress and few hours of sleep are not helping.
I am embarrassed by how much this upsets me and I think I owe my personal trainer more than an apology for being such a spectacular dickhead yesterday. I’m open to suggestions.
To symbolize that I have not given up, I prepared chicken using a custom shake-n-bake formula of almond flour and various spices. No carbs.
60 days to go in Phase 2.
