29 March 2020
A Pound of Flesh: Journaling
by R.T. Lawton
The all-powerful "They," whoever these experts are, suggest that writers should journal their daily experiences to help out their writing. Thus, I begin the process. But, first a short prologue to aid the reader on a little background.
A month ago, we returned from a Caribbean cruise and as several of you may know, the cuisine on a large cruise ship is very plentiful and very tasty. Both of which are a problem. Plus, one has to add in all those vacation rum and cokes, not to mention a few rounds of of tropical concoctions served up from various fruits and alcohol. The conclusion of this type of situation usually results in the start of a well-intentioned diet shortly after the traveler returns home.
However, in my case and in the interests of full transparency, I must confess that the weight problem started shortly before we left for the cruise. Somehow, I had gained three pounds before embarkation. My only excuse is that I must have been anticipating the feast to come. But then, as so often happens, succumbing to temptation is sooner or later followed by remorse and a certain amount of pain while trying to get back on track.
Okay, so here's the deal, starting with the first full day back home:
Sunday: 220.6 lbs.
ate wisely, no desserts, no alcohol
Goal: to get back to my 1967 going-to-Vietnam weight of 199 lbs.
Monday: 219.6 lbs.
ate a big breakfast, no lunch, had soup for supper, no sweets
okay, you got me, I had a couple of rum and cokes, it's called tapering off, besides, I needed some
compensation for having to shovel 4" of snow this morning. Snow leeched out my new Caribbean
Tuesday: 218.6 lbs.
don't know why that .6 pound thing keeps hanging on, but hey I'm losing a pound a day so far and
I have a weight loss haircut to look forward to this afternoon.
ate a good breakfast, MAY skip lunch.
Okay, so I put a little white rum in my cranberry juice for breakfast, but I've still got that weight
loss haircut coming up to help me stay on pace.
Made half a sandwich with deli-sliced ham, but it was the thick sliced bread, not the thin sliced
type of sandwich bread, so had to add more ham. Need to speak to wife about buying some thin
type sandwich bread.
This afternoon, even though I told her not to do it, the wife baked blueberry muffins for the two
grandsons to have a snack after school. Those warm muffins are great when they are fresh out of
the oven. In my defense, I did NOT put butter on them.
Slipped a little on the rum and cokes after supper, but figured them as a reward for doing so well
with the weight.
Well, here we are with DAY 4. Today's weight came out at 218.0 pounds. That's still good, I lost .6 pounds from yesterday. Finally, got rid of that .6 thing following me around on the scales every morning. The haircut weight loss must've worked. Not sure what to do about tomorrow. I've only got so much hair.
had a good breakfast, most important meal of the day.
Okay, I did pour some Kalua in my coffee cup, but there was also some coffee in that same cup. It's something I learned from a friend on the ship one morning at breakfast.
Too much good food in the house to skip lunch. Waste not, want not. May have to do a few situps to counteract lunch intake. Supper will be another problem. Don't think I can do that many situps. Wonder if a couple of pushups would suffice to counteract supper?
Rum all gone. Need to make a resupply run.
DAY 5: 219.2 lbs. Ooops!
Those two growing teenage grandsons coming to the house for a hearty breakfast five mornings a week before school are putting a kink in my diet plans. Wife doesn't help the situation either with all her baking of cookies and other high calorie snacks in the afternoon for after school treats.
Hid the bottle of Vanilla Crown Royal immediately after breakfast, but evidently not well enough. Found it again behind the cans of Coke in the refrigerator right after supper. Gotta get better at hiding things. Still haven't made that resupply run.
DAY 6: 2xx.6 lbs. Damn!
Well, I gave it a shot, but don't think this journaling thing is going to work out for me.
END of Journal