Monday, June 4, 2012

Twenty-Nine weeks.

It's been a while since I've blogged, but not because I had nothing new to say. There just comes a time when you have to sit back and participate, rather than blog. So I participated. My stepdaughter got married, we all went to Vegas, I helped some friends through some tough times, I am still waiting for others to get through theirs. Life happens.

I am continuing to diet using Johnson's Alternate-Day Diet. This method lets me lose weight. Since I am not really measuring body composition, I can't tell you to this day how much muscle versus fat has been retained or lost. However, I am strong, I feel good, and even if I have a bit of extra skin where there wasn't before, I am happier with sags and wrinkles rather than plumpness.

And it is with a grim satisfaction I can report that I zipped up a well-loved (but never worn) orange silk suit skirt today which has sat in my closet for two decades. It does not fit well. Yet. But it does not scream for mercy; the seams are not bulging, and I can sit in it for a short period of time if needs be. But needs will not be, so I can wait to unveil this outfit when it looks stunning, and not just barely fitting.

So the weight report is this: 174.2  today, after an UP day. Yesterday I was a pound lighter. And so it goes. I have noticed I have one really good week in each month where I lose weight like it's being stolen right off my body. It's the way it works for me, and even if I don't lose one more pound for the rest of the month, that one week's "whoosh" makes it all worth it.

At least two people have told me in no uncertain terms that intermittent fasting will "ruin my metabolism" if I continue with it, long term. I tell them politely that eating 5-6 small meals a day packs weight onto my body with gusto. Using that method is like a smorgasbord for my fat cells. If intermittent fasting is ruining my metabolism, you are assuming it was working correctly to begin with.

Which it wasn't. Which is why I couldn't lose weight. Clue here, for all those who say I will ruin my metabolism. IT WAS ALREADY RUINED. This is fixing things.

Let me be. I'm doing really, really well, and I'm healthy, and I'm happy. Be happy with me.