Getting Into The Groove

Now 9 days into the diet, I'm actually feeling pretty good!  The headaches have mostly stopped, and I'm even keeping the cravings under control (although seeing everyone's food porn online isn't helping matters!)  Even now I restrain myself from going after what little junk food we have left in the house.  I don't want to take any chances and blow it!

I've been trying to build exercise into my daily routine.  At the size I've gotten to, anything too strenuous is likely to hurt me right now, so I'm working up slowly.  I climb the stairs at work--all of them--three times a day now.  At first I was really winded and dizzy; now I'm just a little short of breath.  I did a walk around the block earlier this week and I want to do it again soon.  And this weekend I'll finally have the garage under control so I can use the treadmill and exercise bike.  Not to mention my own little workspace where I can grind out stuff like this blog. :-)

A word on junk food: not too long ago some comments were made to the effect of why we allow the stuff at all for our children.  I'll address that in a little detail here: we're human.  Both of our children are in perfect physical health and at the right developmental milestones for their respective ages.  They do get balanced meals with fruits and vegetables (both Alex and Morgan are fiends for fresh fruit!)  But that doesn't mean we don't let them have fun sometimes with candy or macaroni and cheese or other such stuff.  We look out for their well-being probably more than we do our own (that's been part of the problem for Sandy and me).  Sandy in particular is putting a lot of effort into making sure both kids are happy and healthy and she does not need to be lectured on what she should or should not be doing.  Not all families are capable of homeschooling, becoming localvores, sewing all of their own clothes, etc., etc. And I take particular exception to the so-called 'supermoms' who try to make her feel badly about it.  Maybe I do myself no favors inserting myself into female social posturing, but as a husband it is my duty and honor to protect my wife.  And I'd stand up to Satan himself if that's what it took!

Okay, enough of that.  I am dreaming of the day when I can have real food again...but not too much.  I don't want to get back to where I am now.  I want to get to a place I've never been before!