Category: Plan B

Mutant Diet Phase 8 Day 67

It would be OK if you thought I liked the way the Birds of Prey characters were drawn. New Brunswick sure had a flip-flop election.

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I can declare yesterday a rare success in diet. I burned 1500 more calories than I ate and the food was on track. I am a little closer to my 2-week chocolate and sweets prohibition.

But chemically I feel weird. The body seems to react fast and tells me that the middle is changing. But why is this not sustainable? Is it just the addictive properties of the food when you dive into Halloween, for example?

There’s a good feeling, mixed with the stress, when you get a day correct. Why can’t that good feeling linger in the mind and offset temptation?

I remain perplexed.

November 15, 2018
Mutant Diet Phase 8 Day 34

From a Defenders comic I own. British Columbia is enjoying a lot of sunshine.

Mutant Diet Phase 8 Day 34
I chose not to tally the calories due to the fact it was an obvious mistake, but I was invited out for Pho Soup and my throat said YES PLEASE!

I can’t really tell what’s normal as this cold really beat me up and this leads to weirdness. I did hit the gym today but I planned for 3 sets and managed that. I was able to up the weight with two exercises.

My self perception jumps around. Sometimes good sometimes bad.

Until I’m feeling better, I’m going to minimise my thinking about this stuff.

October 13, 2018

Plan B Finale

I really think Green Lantern should guest star on The Flash TV show. It’s filmed in Vancouver.

Well, despite gout, a hernia, bad weather and bike repairs I closed out the 12-day Plan B with a weight loss of 3 pounds.

I can only conclude that the reduction of the 4 horsemen of the lard apocalypse (wheat, corn, rice and potato) is at the heart of this result.

It’s a pity that I can’t compare to the Mutant Diet easily because I simply did not move as much on average. The second chart shows what fitness I did since June 28 and compares averages with the 15-week Mutant Diet.

It took a lot today to find an umbilical hernia belt (Specifically the bort but the model they use I don’t think has ever had a zit, let alone a hernia.)

So, look for Plan C in late July and early August. It’s going to be one hernia of a plan.

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July 16, 2016

Plan B Day 12

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This is a Suicide Squad image. It’s one of the comic book movies I want to see before I read any reviews. Speaking of prisinors, please read Vancouver Bastille Day in Yaletown.

Last day of Plan B. Wow, talk about not going according to plan. I weigh in and do some numbers today at noon but really, it won’t tell me much.

I had clear weather for riding, but last night I put my bike in the new rack in our laundry room. Unfortunately, I forgot that parts of the floor were being painted that night. Not only was the paint not dry this morning, it was not even close. Good grief.

On the way home yesterday, I saw the chiropractor who made an o-boy-I-can’t-fix-that face when I told her about the hernia. But she was able to adjust me and align things rather easily. I think the work I did made the adjustments easier. Sometimes I felt she had to do a WWE style body slam to get my back to line up. Yesterday was simple torque release stuff. Karate was later and it was OK.

Time to figure out what I can do fitness-wise without pissing off the hernia.

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July 15, 2016

Plan B Day 11

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This is the Elseworlds Supergirl and Batgirl. I want to read that alternative universe arc one day. Let’s all go to Halifax for the summer!

This may sound odd but I think “hangry” is a real thing. This is the term that people use when they become hungry, don’t realize it, become observably grumpy and irritated. Hangry.

So that was Wednesday. There were other irksome professional things going on but, when chicken and salad were hoovered up, things felt better.

However, I learned later in the day that hernias and yoga triangle poses do not mix.

Tomorrow at noon is my final weigh-in for this 12-day Plan B experiment. But with so many unexpected twists, I almost feel like not bothering. However, it will give me a point-in-time measurement to make sure I don’t backslide when travelling.

It will also provide the point forward for Plan C, which I may entitle “De-lard without de Hernia”.

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July 14, 2016

Plan B Day 10

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This is from the Identity Crisis arc, which was controversial because of the nastiness done to superheroes’ spouses. I’m going to cheer up by imagining I’m on the beach in Tofino.

Including today, the 12-day experiment ends in three days. I was talking with Victoria yesterday and due to gout, my bike being in the shop, and now the hernia, there’s no real comparison to the original Mutant Diet. I’d say I was 95% true (so far) to removing the Four Horsemen of the Lardapocalypse (wheat, corn, potato and rice) from the equation.

So, if there are any changes to my weight, body fat or waist figures, they have to be judged in the context of what actually happened, not what I planned to happen.

Today I try to convince 10 remaining holdouts that (due to my server upgrade) the link on their website is now invalid and they are going to lose business.

I arrived on a damp morning to work (I did managed to cycle) to a collection of buses (about 8) on that curved stretch of Dunsmuir/Melville that between Burrard and Thurlow. At least one was broken and the rest were pretty much blocking all lanes. Yeesh.

I have yoga this afternoon. I’m tempted to do Savasana (Corpse Pose) for the whole session.

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July 13, 2016

Plan B Day 9

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I needed some Spider-man images to cheer me up. Check out a review of Vancouver Pools.

According to the physiotherapist, I have a hernia. According to the Internet (source of all bad medical knowledge) it’s an epigastric hernia, which is good because the other types sound really gross. There’s a distinct possibility I’ve had it for a long time and didn’t know. Did all the lard removal (mixed with enough ab muscle work to strangle a horse) reveal it?

Meanwhile, the hip was locked up tighter than a drum and is not the cause of the hernia but sure as heck isn’t helping. So, dry needling for purposes of intra muscular stimulation were applied which is hard to describe because your muscles clench kind of in the opposite direction of what you’d think normal and it feels quite unpleasant. However, the area let go somewhat but the satanic knot from the late 70s is still there.

Who knew my diet blog was going to turn into a medical diary. Good grief.

This is not going according to Plan B.

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July 12, 2016

Plan B Day 8

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I wanted an obscure character, so I thought of Dr. Fate. I found this cover, which I think I have but I bet it’s in rough shape. Check out a Kitsilano article from this weekend.

So, I’m off to physiotherapy after work. What fun. The abdominal muscles are starting to feel better, but I’ve been resting so we shall see.

I managed to ride my bike to work today, which was nice, but the bike shop when they repaired my ride took the lock off and kept it. D’oh!

The small irksome things that happen on a Monday. However, it could be more like cycling in Toronto. No parts of my Vancouver ride are like Don Mills and Sheppard.

What’s a bit bothersome is that I will have to do Plan C once back from a trip to Toronto next week because I doubt Plan B is going to tell me much. My riding numbers are so low it’s not a real comparison to the original Mutant Diet.

However, there’s a lot of meat and salad between now and Friday’s weigh-in.

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July 11, 2016

Plan B Day 7

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This is X-23. Apparently a girl clone of Wolverine. She might appear in Hugh Jackman’s last Wolverine film. I need the healing powers. For animals check out Cath’s photos at the Vancouver Aquarium

OK. Yesterday was a fail in the rice and wheat department. Who could resist tarte au chocolate as created by an 11-year-old? Honestly. The dessert piece was pure weakness, but I deliberately rebelled by having sushi, which is a tradition after yoga. Speaking of yoga, my abdominal muscles were so fried, the teacher showed me a very cool position using about 12 bolster pillows that allowed my right side to let go.

From a dieting perspective, there’s not a lot you can do when both the conscious and sub-conscious mind flip the bird to the process. What you can do is plan better for, in the case of Plan B, the six remaining days. I am well supplied at home and see no social temptations on the horizon.

However, I am going to have to modify my gym workouts until my right side abs stop hurting. I can’t poke them at all and they do feel actually shredded. The good news is that the gout is 95% gone.

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July 10, 2016

Plan B Day 6

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I have this comic book. It’s from a nostalgic period for me. Here’s somewhere else I feel nostalgia. Sandbanks Provincial Park.

A week to go for Plan B. I suspect this will be another situation where I have to deal with results modified by circumstance. This is a fancy way of saying I have excuses. Whether the excuse is valid is up to you. Would any of these circumstances derail you?

Circumstance 1: Gout. This is too short a work for something so painful. I say we call it peptodismarhizotomtis. It’s nominal at the moment, but it messed up my calve, knee and IT band.

Circumstance 2: Bike repair and crap weather. The cycling numbers are really low for this week. I don’t have rain water gear and I’m not buying any — MEC only has sizes for skinny bastards.

Circumstance 3: My abdominal muscles are so locked up on the right side that it’s trying to turn my belly button from an in-y to an out-y. I am going to have to go to physio because this all comes from my satanic right hip muscles.

I also have to apply the lacrosse ball to the affected area, which is now larger. It is definitely distorting the muscles over the midriff.

All this makes me want to eat bad things. However, I am started to enjoy salads more. This week we had kale and last night we modified a rice-vegetable salad to use quinoa, which was a little bland for Catherine but Tim and I enjoyed it.

My cooking saviour Jerry now has beef and chicken to prepare for me to push me over the finish line. Day 12 is Friday.

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July 9, 2016