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Michael: May 30: 290 Pounds
Five pounds in two days of serious dieting. Yay me!
Did I mention that I had major emergency dental work yesterday and haven't been able to actually use my mouth for the last 36 hours?
Apparently, I cracked a tooth. Number 8, right there in front. It wasn't even a real tooth. When I was 13 years old, I broke it right in half going down a water slide with my eyes closed. The crown held for 35 years, but, under the pressure of my constant teeth-grinding after difficult meetings, the top part of the tooth that was still organic cracked, leading to searing pain, an extraction of the tooth, a temporary bridge, and way more pain than I had when I started.
But, in the "other-than-that-Mrs.-Lincoln-how-was-the-play" department, it is been a great kick start for my diet. My goal has been to use the power of my will to restrict myself to 2200 calories a day. But for the present, the power of my pain is restricting me to about 1200 calories a day because that is all of the yogurt and Malt-O-Meal I can manage to get through my still-very-painful teeth.
So the question is, how do I make sure that this crisis does not go to waste? I've managed this before. One of the times that I lost 80 pounds started with a severe stomach flu that, I determined, would not be in vain. And I do think that is possible. Even as I sit and hurt, I can feel some of my more intense food addictions subsiding. In the past, I would often get severe headaches if I did not have chocolate in a day. It would take two or three days for these to subside. I might be getting them now, but, since I am taking Lortab and other pain killers more or less constantly, who cares?
So, today's goal is simple: I will use this time away from almost all food--something forced on me by the tyranny of teeth--to reflect on my relationship to the food that I can't eat, to realize that I actually can live without it, and to try to keep up the momentum when my teeth are fully functional again.
Five pounds in two days of serious dieting. Yay me!
Did I mention that I had major emergency dental work yesterday and haven't been able to actually use my mouth for the last 36 hours?
Apparently, I cracked a tooth. Number 8, right there in front. It wasn't even a real tooth. When I was 13 years old, I broke it right in half going down a water slide with my eyes closed. The crown held for 35 years, but, under the pressure of my constant teeth-grinding after difficult meetings, the top part of the tooth that was still organic cracked, leading to searing pain, an extraction of the tooth, a temporary bridge, and way more pain than I had when I started.
But, in the "other-than-that-Mrs.-Lincoln-how-was-the-play" department, it is been a great kick start for my diet. My goal has been to use the power of my will to restrict myself to 2200 calories a day. But for the present, the power of my pain is restricting me to about 1200 calories a day because that is all of the yogurt and Malt-O-Meal I can manage to get through my still-very-painful teeth.
So the question is, how do I make sure that this crisis does not go to waste? I've managed this before. One of the times that I lost 80 pounds started with a severe stomach flu that, I determined, would not be in vain. And I do think that is possible. Even as I sit and hurt, I can feel some of my more intense food addictions subsiding. In the past, I would often get severe headaches if I did not have chocolate in a day. It would take two or three days for these to subside. I might be getting them now, but, since I am taking Lortab and other pain killers more or less constantly, who cares?
So, today's goal is simple: I will use this time away from almost all food--something forced on me by the tyranny of teeth--to reflect on my relationship to the food that I can't eat, to realize that I actually can live without it, and to try to keep up the momentum when my teeth are fully functional again.
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