Posts Tagged ‘exercise’

Seven hours after Donald Trump took his Oath of Office, and the world still hasn’t come to an end.

On Monday, a crew will be in my apartment, fixing the big crack in the floor that has allowed water to seep into the carpet twice this year.  So this weekend, I’ll be moving my living room into the dining room and bedrooms for a few days.  Seems moving furniture is the only real exercise I get anymore….

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Last night before going to bed, I decided to start posting paraphrases of  the journals I kept while in the Navy.  So far I’ve completed the first five or six days of a deployment from 1988.  The journal covers 157 days.  Probably going to take some time.  But as I decided last night, I’m not really doing anything better with my evenings.

I might as well take this opportunity to start journaling my life now.  So — this week, I’ve been walking around the neighborhood during my lunch hour.  I’m fairly certain I’m way out of shape.  Yesterday at the end of my hour-long walk. my blood sugar went low, so for the last few blocks I felt like I was staggering and shuffling rather than taking my usual stride.  Maybe I had a bit of a heat exhaustion, too.  It’s getting warm now.  One reason I’ve started walking outside during the day is so that I’ll be used to the heat when I go out west for my vacation next month.  I don’t plan to do all my sightseeing from the comfort of the rental car.

Oh — just received a text message telling me I just got paid!  Paying bills tomorrow.

Evolution

Posted: April 21, 2013 in Random Thoughts
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Today I would like to address evolution — not the fishies-become-human-beings type of evolution, but the evolution of my diet.

When I was married, there was always an abundance of food in the refrigerator and cupboards.  I could eat anytime I wanted, and I usually did.  The measure of my portions was an overflowing plateful.  And as a result, I was over 300 lbs several times over the last 15 years.

Since separating from my wife and after the subsequent divorce, my diet has evolved (or devolved, depending on how you choose to view it).  When I first moved into my apartment, I kept the shelves and fridge stocked, like when I was married.  As a result, I threw away a lot of food gone bad.  That didn’t matter until I started running out of money.  When that happened, I began buying pre-measured prepared foods containing only a number of carbohydrates fitting into my diabetic diet.  Most of these were off-the-shelf or frozen microwavable meals, which tended to cost a bit.  The items I still threw away were the fresh vegetables, so I began buying frozen vegetables, which stayed fresh until I ate them.  But as the available money for food dwindled even more, my diet continued to evolve.

For the last several months, I’ve had some financially-trying times, so my main staples have been ramen noodles, hot dogs, sandwiches, potatoes and frozen vegetables.  This payday, my diet took another step in its evolution, when I decided I could eat three meals’ worth of canned to the one package of frozen vegetables.  Now, my cupboards are full and the freezer is empty.  My diet has now come full circle, to the way I ate when living by myself during college.

All the items in my diet can now be neatly fit into carb servings, and the number of calories I eat has been greatly reduced.  As a result, I’ve lost 30 lbs since my divorce — more precisely, since last summer when I stopped stocking my kitchen with food (I’m now below 230 lbs).  This evolution in diet has resulted from a lack of money, so when my monetary problems finally go away, I’ll be able to start buying fresh foods again.  The challenge will be to resist the temptation to start stocking up again.

On a related matter, if I’m rehired into the field service job I applied for this week, I’ll have more money available for food in two days on the road than I’ve had on any payday during the last six months.  The challenge will be to keep from falling back into my old eating habits from working on the road before (i.e. big beef-centered restaurant dinners full of carbs and calories and fat).

I know my calorie count will go up, so it will be imperative for me to keep working out when I’m on the road, not just when I’m at home.  I feel sorry for the unlucky TSA agents who might have to dig around my sweaty, stinky workout gear when they inspect my luggage.  And, because I’ll be working out in the evenings, I foresee another step in the evolution of my diet, so that lunch will become my big meal of the day.

To be continued….