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It all comes out in the wash.
Sep. 24th, 2007 11:16 pmSo, having gotten thoroughly disgusted with my weight (okay, mass in the reference frame of 9.8m/sec^2, but you get the idea), I did a bit of soul-searching, and realized that I know how to eat right. I even like conventional good-for-you food. So why am I not eating correctly? It boils down to two things.
1) I always feel like I don't have time to sit down and eat.
2) When I do sit down to eat, I feel like I'm hemorrhaging money.
So, I made myself a deal.
1) I would spend as much money as I needed to eat predictably and well.
2) No fueling, i.e. "No grab-and-go food, and sitting down to eat whenever I can."
I've been at this for a few weeks, now. It has worked out fairly well, and I'm not actually spending any more money than I did before. I'm eating better, and eating less. I'm down about 10 lbs., and I'm beginning to accrue all the benefits that go with losing the weight. Sleeping better, being more alert, having more focus, etc.
One weird thing, though.
Observation: By losing the weight, I'm burning my fat stores for energy. This is a good thing, but burning fat is like burning coal... a really good energy storage medium, and dirty as hell.
The dreams have been very weird as of late.
Now wait. I know what you're thinking. Another LJ posting about dreams. OMG PLEASE KILL ME NOW.
Fear not, I had no such thing in mind. No one needs to know about some random-ass stream of consciousness with no ties to reality or context, and a complete lack of anything that would even vaguely engage the reader. No one needs to know about the blue mango and the fuchsia bubble. Really.
I will say the following, though. As a result of the Disturbingly Lucid Dreams, I now have an idea for a piece of software that is sufficiently elegant that it makes me think two things:
1) It *has* to have been done already, and I've just never noticed.
2) It hasn't and it's totally worth doing the year or so of study I'll need to start on it.
I can see it in my head. I know how it must be. It's a very long way away.
I can also see my free time huddling in a corner going "what did I ever do to you?"
Ah, well.
1) I always feel like I don't have time to sit down and eat.
2) When I do sit down to eat, I feel like I'm hemorrhaging money.
So, I made myself a deal.
1) I would spend as much money as I needed to eat predictably and well.
2) No fueling, i.e. "No grab-and-go food, and sitting down to eat whenever I can."
I've been at this for a few weeks, now. It has worked out fairly well, and I'm not actually spending any more money than I did before. I'm eating better, and eating less. I'm down about 10 lbs., and I'm beginning to accrue all the benefits that go with losing the weight. Sleeping better, being more alert, having more focus, etc.
One weird thing, though.
Observation: By losing the weight, I'm burning my fat stores for energy. This is a good thing, but burning fat is like burning coal... a really good energy storage medium, and dirty as hell.
The dreams have been very weird as of late.
Now wait. I know what you're thinking. Another LJ posting about dreams. OMG PLEASE KILL ME NOW.
Fear not, I had no such thing in mind. No one needs to know about some random-ass stream of consciousness with no ties to reality or context, and a complete lack of anything that would even vaguely engage the reader. No one needs to know about the blue mango and the fuchsia bubble. Really.
I will say the following, though. As a result of the Disturbingly Lucid Dreams, I now have an idea for a piece of software that is sufficiently elegant that it makes me think two things:
1) It *has* to have been done already, and I've just never noticed.
2) It hasn't and it's totally worth doing the year or so of study I'll need to start on it.
I can see it in my head. I know how it must be. It's a very long way away.
I can also see my free time huddling in a corner going "what did I ever do to you?"
Ah, well.
