Spider-man and Wolverine, who would have fit in great into Infinity War. I look forward to doing this ride this year: Stanley Park to Kits Beach.
Mutant Diet Phase 7 Day 44
I can’t handle it. This is so stressful, it’s not funny.
I’m not quitting; I’m whining.
There is insufficient reward from sticking to the plan, in the moment, to reach a level of calm. Deviating causes the mental pain associated with a sense of failure.
I see the trainer today; maybe she has some ideas.
Spider-man and Dr. Strange and Silver Sable (no idea). Cold Lake isn’t too cold today.
Mutant Diet Phase 7 Day 43
I have discovered a new Catch 22 style dilemma. If I diet strictly, I feel strained and kind of miserable. When I cheat, I have a brief moment of chemical satisfaction, followed by a sense of strain that I have to now “fix” the mistake. You just can’t win. And, given the blood pressure numbers, my internal tension is likely not allowing the meds to work as fast as they would normally.
I need to dodge the whole judgement process entirely. Stick to the plan. Dodge and weave and dodge and weave. I want to save up for a cheesecake this weekend. Family birthday.
If a thought process isn’t serving, it’s time to ask it nicely to go away.
Spiderwoman and Ms Marvel. Captain Marvel teased for next Avengers Movie. They are hockey mad in Winnipeg right now.
Mutant Diet Phase 7 Day 42
There’s more to do. What a sentence. No kidding.
Happy Mother’s Day.
I’m quietly trying to bring the diet back into alignment. I am going to have to figure out how to factor in rest into the equation. Last night, I passed out before lights were out and woke up sometime later disoriented.
I need to prioritize the to-do list to see if a couple of items can be crossed off that will give me some reduction in mental strain. Keeping to the diet plan is mental strain incarnate so if I can remove other things, then maybe I can stay on the path.
Deadpool and Black Widow. Ever been to the Welland canal?
Mutant Diet Phase 7 Day 41
Wow. I went to the movies and made a larger dietary mistake than intended. Important safety tip: look up calorie counts of foods before consuming.
One thing that’s been on my mind is how fatigued the process left me on Friday. I can take sore muscles and so forth, but when the fatigue goes right inside your head and starts influencing behaviour, that’s when diet/fitness really stinks.
When your head is tired, your planning and problem solving is impaired. So what if poutine has 8 bazillion calories? If you’re too tired and frustrated to even care to try to count the calories, that’s a bigger problem.
Deadpool and Cable don’t always get along. I have to check accommodations in Prince Edward County in Ontario.
Mutant Diet Phase 7 Day 40
Yesterday went weird. My son had a mishap at school and I had to go home quickly. He’s OK. (His glasses are in for repair though.) But, it was nothing a lie-down and ice cream couldn’t fix. However, I did have to ride home not too long after my battle ropes and deadlifts workout. Yeeeouch.
Ice cream. It’s kind of silly-looking to have the ten year old eat a double scoop where I had the kid’s size. The calorie count for that small amount is not too bad. The dairy and sugar are not good ingredients for me. Regardless, I was still starving after dinner. I chewed on some bacon to try to numb it.
I was also tired and skipped the late news. It seemed I slept through until 20 minutes before the alarm. I don’t recall the last time that happened.
It would be nice if I had some idea where this diet/fitness process is taking me.
It looks like Deadpool had a Spiderverse doppelgangers moment. According to a British site, Algonquin Park is great for moose viewing.
Mutant Diet Phase 7 Day 39
It was nice to be able to handle a temptation. A relative was in town for only a few hours and I had a meeting that ran over the dinner hour. We landed at pub with seaside view. It was probably the easiest time I did a special order with a server. She was totally cool about it and we had a laugh. The temptation for fries and the bun was just so much less than in the past.
I guess you can alter your body chemistry. It’s not that I didn’t want the “good stuff”; the craving for it was just so much more reasonable. And I didn’t drink beer. Sigh.
I’ll take the wins when I can see them. Plus I got one-one-one time with a cousin with whom I never get one-on-one time.
Deadpool generally drives other superheroes mental. Niagara-on-the-Lake takes a long time to type but it’s worth the visit.
Mutant Diet Phase 7 Day 38
A lot of this process makes no sense. My trainer was ill yesterday so I did my full on high intensity workout and the lower back allowed me to go to the full weight and frequency on them. I then rode the 9 km home in record time. The diet was OK. There were some “treats” but the calorie count worked out.
My attitude went weird though. I felt great having powered through the workout and then later after about 9 PM my self-image collapsed. Terrible thoughts. I won’t share them here to avoid giving them power.
The chemical soup that our bodies have is far more complicated than I thought. For example, I found these articles on ketosis that were heavy on bio chemistry I don’t understand, but they illustrated the fact that the process of making energy for the body is freakishly complicated.
https://peterattiamd.com/ketosis-advantaged-or-misunderstood-state-part-i/
https://peterattiamd.com/ketosis-advantaged-or-misunderstood-state-part-ii/
So, which part of the molecular chain helped my attitude to myself fall back into the cesspool?
I could not help but look up a Deadpool-Punisher crossover. Kamloops, it’s a funny name.
Mutant Diet Phase 7 Day 37
The doctor prescribed me some fresh blood pressure medicine. Then I did some reading. It is common to find old white men like me, who have no other medical issues, to have high blood pressure.
Because I rode my bike to the appointment, and have been bashing at diet and fitness for over two years, the doctor can’t ask silly stuff like “do you smoke?” He did ask about cardio and told him what I do at the gym and cited cycling and sometimes 58 bpm resting heart rate. He looked over the blood work again and there’s nothing indicated that would be holding me back from weight loss.
However, in a month if I still can’t budge the scale, he’ll refer me to an obesity clinic to see what they can make of me. In speaking with other people, the wait lists are long but we’ll see. The doctor did say not to get stuck on the number on the scale, but the blood pressure would likely improve if I could lose 20 pounds. The general message was keep working at it.
My theory of what’s up with me on this is multi-pronged.
I think I’m shifting my attitude to be more scientific and more experimental and less judgmental. I have so much data that when someone throws out suggestions, (e.g. “have you tried cutting out sugar?”) I can discuss from documented experience.
Mentally, this is a much better place to be dealing with what is still frustrating beyond belief.
Apparently there’s a scenario where Deadpool joined the Avengers. I was working on Sault Ste. Marie last night, a town most likely to be mispronounced by tourists.
Mutant Diet Phase 7 Day 36
I have strong anecdotal evidence that the type of calories has a big effect. Yesterday was a carb fest as a result of insufficient planning. My son had his birthday party and I simply didn’t put in the time to prepack my food.
But I was careful of how much I was eating. However, I felt at the end of they day I had a “wheat tummy” and could tell that I’d indulged.
Knowing my luck, it’ll take all week to offset this. Grrr.
Wish me luck. I am now sitting in the Starbucks next to the doctor’s office so that I can go wait in his office for a 15 minute consult.
Time for an inappropriate Deadpool comment. Also a good day for a birthday party in Richmond BC.
Mutant Diet Phase 7 Day 35
It’s a Sunday with a marathon in Vancouver and a trip to Richmond for my son’s 10th birthday party.
The real birthday is later, so cake will be made later. I outsourced for today.
It’s also Stop Beating on Yourself Day, Robert, you cloth-eared git.
Clearly, it’s not working but at least I’ve toned down the insults I deliver to myself.
I was hoping as I aged to have a sort of I’ve-seen-this-all-before zen quality to my thinking, but instead the anxiousness seems to increase. I think children had a lot to do with it. No one has ever said, “now that my children and 16 and 10 years old, I’m just so much more chill than I used to be.”
Chronic nerves, lead to chronic nervous habits. Time to gently change the course of this.
The connection to diet and fitness is that there are so many more diet/fitness opportunities to beat up on yourself. There’s motivation – i.e. I want to look and feel better – and then there’s masochism.
It’s a challenge, not a personal failing.
