Category: Phase 7

I’m not sure what’s going on here, but it’s a cool group. On the look out of funny names, there’s Dingwall NS.

Mutant Diet Phase 7 Day 57
Monday morning. Another start to another week of calorie restriction. My supplies are ready. My motivation clear as I’m still angry about my situation. (There are two motivations. Stop being angry at myself and actually reduce overall mass and increase strength.)

The weekend was weird but I’m trying to be less annoyed about it.

I forgot something. Oh yeah. I need more nuts.

I think Harley Quinn is DC’s Deadpool. I think about Victoria BC a lot.

Mutant Diet Phase 7 Day 56
Despite my dietary mess that’s so bad I’m not going to scan it, I am the proud owner of a Fitbit. I told me that last night in the 7 h 49 m that it thought I was asleep, I was awake for an hour of it. Most of my time was spent in a light sleep.

My blood pressure yesterday showed up as a 125/82 with a heart rate of 63.

I was going to weigh in tomorrow, but I ate wheat today. I might as well have strapped 14 L of water to my body. Therefore I will defer that weigh-in as the numbers won’t tell me anything useful.

Domino was awesome in Deadpool 2. All filmed in Vancouver.

Mutant Diet Phase 7 Day 55
Another day, another train wreck. Today has to be better. Somehow.

Literally there’s too much going on and I was contemplating skipping blog writing. That seems extreme considering I was planning a weigh-in on Monday, which I may defer. There’s nothing riding on that date except my sanity, which may not seem like much, but I don’t need any more lost time to negative self-flogging.

Everyone have a good weekend!

Deadpool 2 tonight. Let’s all hide in Chilliwack.

Mutant Diet Phase 7 Day 54
Arf. When do we win? The diet is giving me trouble even though my estimated calorie count is within boundaries.

Maybe it’s just mental illness or fatigue buy my body image went totally into the shitter when I was doing yoga class. My limbs felt like ancient concrete columns holding up some cathedral or something. The yoga teacher was worried. But she’s not used to me.

The personal schedule is getting worse. Dang. That won’t help.

Team shots make me feel better, even from the 90s. The western premiers tried to meet in Yellowknife.

Mutant Diet Phase 7 Day 53
Yesterday, I had a bad day diet-wise. I was trapped in a meeting with only sandwiches and was too hungry. I weakened when at a meeting at a burger joint later. And it was my 20th wedding anniversary so I wasn’t in the mood to be super strict.

No matter. Back at it today. And the schedule seems saner.

I was sent an article about raw versus cooked vegetables, which was impressive in its detail. See below.

http://pilatesnutritionist.com/whats-healthier-raw-cooked-vegetables/

My family, which is 75% vegetarian, eat vegetables raw or we lightly steam our them. E.g. raw carrots and steamed cauliflower.

However, the complexity of the article got me thinking … shouldn’t the message start with these five basic notions?

A) Eat some vegetables. Period.
B) Maybe wash them first.
C) Potatoes, rice, corn and wheat don’t count as vegetables. I.e. they are starches
D) On your plate there should be more veggies than starch.
E) Fresh tastes better.

What would the health outcomes be if we ate more vegetables than starch in general and worried less about the carotenoid content in red cabbage?

Spider people always makes me feel better. They need your attention in Lloydminster.

Mutant Diet Phase 7 Day 52
It’s meetings-bloody-meetings today with a dose of lunch provided by your employer.

I fear that I’ll be dissecting sandwiches and trying not to look like an utter ass.

Yesterday’s back-in-the-saddle-with-exercise-and-diet left me a total soggy brained mess by 10:30 PM.

Today is also my 20th wedding anniversary. Celebrating has been deferred to June 1.

X-Force, the team Deadpool somehow puts together. Floods in BC and drought in some of Manitoba.

Mutant Diet Phase 7 Day 51
OK. The Long weekend is over. Time to saddle up. In a week I weigh in so for the sake of me not losing my marbles, I have to knuckle down and stay on track.

Having had some rest on the weekend, it was nice not to be an aching mess when I got on the bicycle this morning. Somehow I have to factor in more rest. Sheesh. I need a time machine where I can find more hours in a day than everyone else.

I see the personal trainer and I’m sort of rested. It could be a good session.

Punisher, Spider-man and Daredevil. I know some people who are going to visit Qualicum Beach this summer.

Mutant Diet Phase 7 Day 50
The impact of mental fatigue on diet is clear. When presented with bad choices, you are too weak to resist. I think it’s a thing and not uncommon.

At the start of this long weekend I was tired and today I tried to sleep in to attempt to have a bit more cognitive energy. Then I got up and made everyone pancakes.

The rest of the day has a decent chance to be on track. I don’t think Queen Victoria would be disappointed if I had no cake today.

If you look at the BP numbers, my breathing exercises could not budge the systolic and diastolic numbers, but I lowered my pulse to a record low of 55 bpm. Huh?

Ghost Rider, Punisher and Wolverine. A lot of flooding concerns in Grand Forks.

Mutant Diet Phase 7 Day 49
The scan of my diet blog did not mention the piece of cheesecake. Ugh. I am at risk of a back slide into the hell of what is my “normal” eating. This is the type of eating that makes you big in all the wrong ways and leads you to hate yourself until eternity. Or, at least, into a counsellor’s office where you are asked to say something good about yourself. The results of that lead to a kind of evasive sputtering reminiscent of Johnny Depp’s rendition of Willy Wonky.

So, today, what can I do today to alleviate the horror of a diet crash. A nap? A trip to they gym? Fixing my to-do list so that it’s not so incomprehensible? So far I’ve not derailed food intake.

Guess what? There’s a theory that’s tough to test that tells me that stress may be slowing weight loss efforts even when I’m on target for calorie count and food ingredients. So, I must figure out a routine to meditate and breath. It’s also another tool to tackle the blood pressure.