Weight Loss at a Glance

Here are the graphs of my weight since the beginning of this experiment.  Each one is a single 21-day round:



And all three jammed together (the red lines just connect Day 1 of each round, to make a sort of poor-man’s trendline):

Round 3: Day 14, Post 1

I have decimated my body. Not in the modern, “totally destroyed” sense of the word, but in the original, Roman sense. Of the pounds I started with, one in ten of them are now gone. Yep, today I weighed in at 288.0 lbs., and thus I’ve lost 10% of my starting body weight.

The changes are notable. I feel better, people notice that I’ve lost weight, and my pants are much more gangsta, even when I’m wearing my belt at the smallest hole. It is good to be less of me!

Round 3: Day 12, Post 1

I’ve been neglecting to update this blog, mainly because it’s become so repetitive.  “My weigh-in says X, I’m surprised at how easy this still is, etc.”

This morning I was down to 289.4 lbs., which puts me within striking distance of 288.3 lbs., which is the point at which I’ll have lost 10% of my starting mass.  I feel good and I apparently look a lot better (a couple of people have noticed the weight loss without me saying anything).

If you’re reading this because you’re not sure whether it really works, well, at least for me, it does… so far at least.  I’ve been graphing my weight, and while it’s a bumpy line (due to the alternating day schedule), the overall trend shows that I haven’t plateaued yet.  I haven’t hit the two month mark yet, and I’ve lost 30 pounds without really doing any work at all.  I’m awfully pleased.

Thanks again to Jen, who turned me on to this whole crazy idea and convinced me that it was possible (mainly by losing a substantial amount of weight herself).  I’m very grateful.

Round 2: Day 13, Post 1

After eating rather too much at a local Mexican restaurant yesterday, today’s weigh-in placed me at 299.4 pounds.  Still under 300, and today’s a fast day, so I think I’m golden.

I’m kind of running out of things to talk about here.  How many ways can one say “The weight keeps coming off and it’s not really hard at all!”?

Round 2: Day 12, Post 1

I can’t get over how easy this diet has turned out to be!  I’m a month into it, I’ve lost over twenty pounds, and I’m not seething with resentment and dying to quit.  I could maintain this for a long time.

297.4 pounds today.  The 300s are receding into history; I hope I never see the likes of them again.

Round 2: Day 11, Post 1

Up to 300.2 pounds, but since yesterday was the eaty sort of day, I’m cool with that.  Fasting again today, and I expect to see things starting with a “3” a lot less frequently from here on out.

Round 2: Day 10, Post 1

Ha!  This morning’s weight: 299.8 lbs.

Woohoo!  I think I’ll celebrate by setting a new interim goal: 275 lbs.

I’m feeling good.

Round 2: Day 9, Post 1

I’m sure you’re all happy to hear that there will be no further poop talk here, except to say that the issue is no longer an issue.  Weightwise:

Day 7: 301.6 lbs.

Day 8: 300.2 lbs. (so close!)

Day 9: 301.4 lbs.

It’s a fast day, so I’m hoping that tomorrow’s weigh-in will bring that mythical 2 I’ve been seeking.

Round 2: Day 6, Post 1

Warning: Candid discussion of poop-related issues ahead.  Those of a sensitive constitution should stop reading now.

So last night my stomach started hurting, and I had a pretty good idea what was at fault.  Lack of pooping.  I’ve gotten bound up like this a few times before, so I’m not blaming it on the fasting, but I certainly have been pooping less of late, and apparently my GI tract just decided to take some time off.

Anyway, my guts hurt, and I couldn’t get any relief; nothing at all was moving down there.  So I ended up skipping dinner, and then getting out of bed at something like 2:30 AM and walking around town, hoping the physical activity would kickstart something, all to no avail.

This morning, I called in sick, as I’d gotten no sleep and was still hurting.   I altered my fast rule for the day by allowing some prunes, as I considered them medicinal rather than foodstuffs.  Later in the morning, I had a small amount of success with the pooping, and later got my hands on some milk of magnesia, and I think the unpleasantness is nearing an end.  Thus ends the poop talk.  Sorry about that.

Anyway, since I didn’t have any dinner last night, I decided to allow myself one meal today to make up for it; as I thought not eating four meals in a row might be a bit excessive.  (The meal was lunch; Thai food.)

This morning’s weigh-in was 302.4 pounds.  I’m so close to the line, but I think I probably won’t hit it until next week, after all this dietary chaos over the last 24 hours or so.

Round 2: Day 5, Post 1

Today’s weigh-in gave me a result of 301.4 pounds.  I think I can see 299.9 from here!

That’s my current goal; if I get from 320 to 299, I’ll have achieved something I can point to and say, “look at that weight I lost!”  (Except I won’t really be able to point to it, because it’s not there any more, but you get the idea.)  After I hit that goal, my new goal will be to get down to 275, and after that, to get to 250.

I’m telling myself I’m almost a third of the way to my final goal even though it’s not entirely accurate (20 pounds would put me closer to 29% of the way there) because it makes me feel good.