December 28,2020
Hello,
Well, I’m back. That’s the last line from Tolkien’s “Lord of the Rings” trilogy and I couldn’t help stealing it.
A few things motivated me to finally come back now. First, I got some emails a while back saying that a visitor had liked some of my longer entries from last year and who doesn’t like positive reinforcement? Thank you! Second, I have even more time to write about weight loss now since I’m not getting out much during the coronavirus mess. Third, I told an old friend about the “like” emails and she encouraged me to get back at it. Thank you, too! Fourth, I’ve slowly lost another five pounds since 6/1/19; I’m now down to 185.5 and I want to talk about that a little bit. Fifth, not too long ago I ran across a 2012 article from the New York Times about long-term weight loss that I’d saved and I thought it was worth discussing as well.
In 2012 I was one year into my own weight-loss effort. Rereading the article now motivated me to visit the website of the organization. They run a long-term study of people who’ve lost a lot of weight and kept it off. Though I’m not a researcher or an academic student of weight loss, their work seemed serious and well documented. However, in one very big way my experience has been different from the typical experience of the people they follow in their study. I still eat all of the same stuff I’ve always eaten. Pizza, fries, guacamole, burgers, chocolate chip cookies: you name it and I probably still eat it. Actually, another difference is that the people studied apparently don’t watch much TV. I don’t watch a lot of TV either but I do sit in front of a computer for long periods most days and doing that seems like it should have about the same effect on your body as watching TV.
So, here’s what has been going on for the last year and a half. As I said, I weighed in at 190 on June 1, 2019 which was my lowest weight in decades. I had dropped a very fast – for me, at least – 15 pounds during the early months of 2019 and felt like I was on a roll by June. Then that month we had a birthday, a family wedding, Father’s Day, and a dinner function for my wife’s job. Four excuses to chow down big time in one month threw me off balance a bit and I drifted sideways during the summer. I got down to 187 in September 2019, took a short vacation to the West Coast where I went off what I’ll laughingly refer to as my diet, and started eating too much again. I got up to 195.5 in November 2019 and have been very slowly coming down since then to my current 185.5.
Let me back up for a second. Over the summer last year, after I’d gotten off track a little in June, I decided that I was going to give myself some kind of reward when I was able to average 190 or less for an entire month as opposed to just hitting a one-day low of 190. I managed to do that in August 2019 and decided to buy my first jeans in well over 20 years. I’d stopped buying and wearing jeans at some point in my 40s because I thought that at my then current weight I looked sort of ridiculous in jeans. My employer had a policy of letting people wear jeans to the office on Fridays if you made a small donation to whatever charity management wanted to support at a given time. I’ve forgotten the details but the basic idea was that you could “purchase” the privilege of wearing jeans to work instead of dressier office clothes by making the contributions. This was the 1990s, don’t forget, and I worked in a very conservative setting. When I stopped wearing jeans myself I started giving my little wear-jeans-on-Friday stickers to my assistant so that she would always be able to wear jeans on Friday even if she’d forgotten to give a few bucks to the charity-du-jour. She and I have kept in touch since I retired and she reminded me about all of that a while back. It seems kind of funny now. Anyhow, I went out and bought three pairs of jeans in September 2019 so now I’m a jeans guy again at 71. (My daughters tease me by saying that I look “young and fab”, sorta though certainly not exactly (!) like Dennis Quaid in a great scene in “The Parent Trap.” It’s a 1998 remake of a much older movie and is very funny in its own right.) My plan now is that I will continue to try to come up with little rewards like that for hitting targets that I set for myself.
Getting back to business, my biggest point in this entry and in any entry, I guess, is that I believe that it’s necessary to find habits, patterns, disciplines, or whatever you want to call it, that you can live with forever, be patient with yourself, accept that you will have lots and lots of lapses, put your faith in tenacity, and then don’t ask more of yourself. I’ve had so many lapses that a diet professional would probably just shake their head in despair. Even so, I am holding at an 80 pound long-term loss and I’m confident that I can keep on with the eating diary which I’ve mentioned in earlier entries for the rest of my life, barring senility, and that the feedback it provides, the spreadsheet where I summarize the diary info, and the perspective which I’ve developed over the past 10 years will enable me to continue to lose weight and maintain the loss over time. Based on what you always hear and read about losing weight, I expect to plateau at some point. Maybe this past year’s results mean that I’ve already plateaued. Who knows? I have no idea whether I’ll reach a point where maintaining is all that I can manage or whether I’ll first reach a point where I’m happy with my weight and voluntarily switch to maintaining. Right now, I don’t really care.
So, despite some bobbing around, I am almost exactly where I was twelve months ago. That’s close to par for me. I’ve had months-long stretches before when all I’ve managed to do is tread water. I feel pretty decent about where I’m at now. My long-term trajectory is still down. I don’t doubt that some would say that that’s too much up and down movement but it’s what I’m able to do and it just has to be a lot better than where I was at the end of 2010. I guess that’s it for now. I hope that anyone reading this is doing well.
See you next time.