L is for Leptin
I got to the gym at lunchtime today and weighed myself: I'm down 5.25 pounds in 6 weeks. That's an acceptable rate considering how little I'm managing to actually focus on fat loss.
My office is really cold. It's usually about 60 in here, but often colder. I do have a space heater that I can run if it gets down into the 50's, but mostly I shiver. I'm fairly sure that is one of the reasons why I always lose fat during tax season: my leptin levels go up along with the brown adipose tissue. In short, I'm not hungry. Plus, I'm shivering. It's a good combination for fat loss.
Logging food is still crucial. Someone gave me a tip of using myfitnesspal.com and raved about how wonderful it is while looking pityingly on my heavy frame - she knew me when I was an athlete. But I'm not really going to leave Fitday. Not only does it have the recipes I've built up through the years, but I'm not even managing to log there, either. The best I've done is to grab an old notebook I used to use 16 years ago and log by hand. That's useful enough, since most of food logging for me is about being aware that I'm eating, as opposed to calculating calories. By the way, that old food log from 16 years ago? I weighed then what I weigh now. Disquieting.
Lessons I've learned along the way are really helpful. I learned so much from my many years on alt.support.diet and even on bodyrecomposition.com, although it was bad for my soul to spend much time near Lyle McDonald. But, still, I know everything I need to know and that's a huge bonus that I have now that I didn't have 16 years ago.
Legs are a signal to me when I've gained too much fat. It's fine with me to have fat thighs: it's not like I'll ever solve *that* one. But there's no reason why I should have fat calves. I look at my legs as I do downward dog in yoga and target adipose tissue creeping past my knee. No hiding. There it is. Not fooling myself is part of fat loss.
Long walks are being squeezed into my insane work schedule via the only method I can find to make myself go: I walk my deposit to the bank with the dog. Three times a week I have an opening in my schedule that allows me to do this. Three times a week I walk a mile. This is pitiful. But not as pitiful as when I wasn't even doing that. I'm feeling sort of glad that I put at least that much back into my schedule.
I don't really have time to log these things, but laughter, life, love, left behind (because I'm too fat to do something) and light (as in getting enough) are all part of this blog entry if I ever have time to fill it out.
My office is really cold. It's usually about 60 in here, but often colder. I do have a space heater that I can run if it gets down into the 50's, but mostly I shiver. I'm fairly sure that is one of the reasons why I always lose fat during tax season: my leptin levels go up along with the brown adipose tissue. In short, I'm not hungry. Plus, I'm shivering. It's a good combination for fat loss.
Logging food is still crucial. Someone gave me a tip of using myfitnesspal.com and raved about how wonderful it is while looking pityingly on my heavy frame - she knew me when I was an athlete. But I'm not really going to leave Fitday. Not only does it have the recipes I've built up through the years, but I'm not even managing to log there, either. The best I've done is to grab an old notebook I used to use 16 years ago and log by hand. That's useful enough, since most of food logging for me is about being aware that I'm eating, as opposed to calculating calories. By the way, that old food log from 16 years ago? I weighed then what I weigh now. Disquieting.
Lessons I've learned along the way are really helpful. I learned so much from my many years on alt.support.diet and even on bodyrecomposition.com, although it was bad for my soul to spend much time near Lyle McDonald. But, still, I know everything I need to know and that's a huge bonus that I have now that I didn't have 16 years ago.
Legs are a signal to me when I've gained too much fat. It's fine with me to have fat thighs: it's not like I'll ever solve *that* one. But there's no reason why I should have fat calves. I look at my legs as I do downward dog in yoga and target adipose tissue creeping past my knee. No hiding. There it is. Not fooling myself is part of fat loss.
Long walks are being squeezed into my insane work schedule via the only method I can find to make myself go: I walk my deposit to the bank with the dog. Three times a week I have an opening in my schedule that allows me to do this. Three times a week I walk a mile. This is pitiful. But not as pitiful as when I wasn't even doing that. I'm feeling sort of glad that I put at least that much back into my schedule.
I don't really have time to log these things, but laughter, life, love, left behind (because I'm too fat to do something) and light (as in getting enough) are all part of this blog entry if I ever have time to fill it out.