Diary Of A Fat Guy

One man's struggle to become less of a man.

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  • Name: The_Hoser
  • City: Barrie
  • Region: Ontario
  • Country: Canada

My Weight Loss

Height: 182.9cm
Start weight: 374.40lb
Current weight: 346.00lb
Goal weight: 230.00lb
Lost to date: 28.40lb
Remaining: 116.00lb

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Is this good or bad?

I'm not feeling at all well today. I've picked up the flu, I suspect from one of the other people in my weight-loss challenge class. The guy was a bit of a close talker and after a couple minutes of conversation, he informs me he's sick as a dog and heading home.

Thanks.

So normally I'd look on this is having a bit of a bright side -- I'm completely not hungry. But the program has me taking in around 200 grams of protein a day. I've already done my morning shake and a protein bar, and I feel like I'm going to keel over.

Any thoughts on what I can eat that's high in protein and not too heavy?

Fat people need not enter

Editor's Note: These posts are being added from my standalone blog, Diary Of A Fatass. The unedited version goes up there first.

Budweiser holds a contest every year to see who can pull vouchers for rides on the Bud plane down to the Super Bowl. Neat contest, and you can some of the video from last year's trip right here.

Interestingly enough, however, the commercials never seem to feature anyone who isn't:

a) between 21 and 30 years old
b) rain thin
c) buy all their clothing from Hollister

Is this smart marketing by Budweiser? I mean, the average person who drinks Bud is not necessarily the svelte, younger type. Wouldn't it make sense to have a couple of fat guys in the back of the shot to at least let us know, "We won't take your tickets from you if you're a little overweight."

I guess not.

The second weigh-in

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I just got back from the second weigh-in. As expected, I didn't lose nearly as much weight this week, but I'm not terribly disappointed, either:

Weight, Week 1: 373.6 pounds
Weight, Week 2: 364.4 pounds
Weight, Week 3: 360.2 pounds
Total Lost Thus Far: 13.4 pounds
Percentage of Body Weight Lost: 3.6%

I celebrated with a nice turkey burger with cheese and some salad and cottage cheese. I attribute the lesser loss this week to my aforementioned slip on Sunday (damn you, football Sunday!) -- scan down a few posts.

There were fewer people around this week, maybe six or seven empty seats. I can understand that, dropping out almost as soon as you start.

Get back on that horse, people!

Enjoy your sawdust!

Editor's Note: These posts are being added from my standalone blog, Diary Of A Fatass. The unedited version goes up there first.

Good God, what is the deal with these protein-laden meal replacement bars? Is this all the wood pulps shavings from the local mill, gussied up with a bit of sugar and a fake chocolate coating?

I stopped at the Zehr's this morning for some supplies and found these -- President's Choice FastTrack Bars -- in the health-food section. They're good for the program I'm on, but it is just completely not fair to lead me on to believe they might actually taste even remotely like chocolate or peanut butter.

The packaging is a hoot, too. There's a little sunburst in the top left corner -- "NEW TASTE!" Assuming they mean the bar now tastes better than it did before, what was the old taste? Powdery Ass?

At least I feel full now. At least, I certainly don't want to eat another of those.

Bad boy, bad boy (whatcha gonna chew?)

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So I slipped. Stumbled. Backslid. Whatever you'd like to call it.

I ran out of the extra protein mix that I add to my shakes on Saturday, and Sunday I paid for it. I was hungry all damned day, and I snacked every hour or two.

I didn't think not having the bump in the shakes would make that big of a difference, but it really does. For the first two weeks of this program, I can truly say I wasn't hungry at all. Between the shakes and the copious amounts of protein I've been eating, I don't think my stomach had a chance.

But take away that extra goose and man, I went nuts. I guess I should actually be doing what the nice people at the meetings are telling me to do.

However, there is a bright side to this. I felt pretty lousy about my lack of willpower and complained about it to my wife. She then asked me what I had eaten during the day. Well ...

1 protein shake
1 banana
3 servings rice chips
2 servings 1% cottage cheese
1 serving whole grain pretzels
2 big helpings of stirfry (chicken, shrimp and veggies with a little white rice with the first serving)
2 big spoons Cheez Whiz
2 servings gelato
1 serving cherries

My wife laughed. She pointed out that two weeks ago I probably would have eaten one snack that encompassed more calories than my entire "bad" day.

So I feel better this morning -- and I ran to the store and got some protein powder. I doubt I'll lose nine pounds this week -- but I also don't feel like I'm totally off track.

I hate the grocery store

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I used to love going grocery shopping. It was 30-45 minutes of solitude, wandering through the aisles and picking up goodies here and there.

I could spend five minutes picking between brands of cookies. Do I want Oreo Double Stuffs, so I can screw the tops off and make Oreo Quadruple Stuffs (patent pending)? Or do I want those soft-batch cookies, which I know have to be laced with enough preservatives to keep Pam Anderson looking fresh for another century, but they taste oddly great?

I could peruse the chip section. Do I feel adventurous enough to try some of those new and exotic flavours of potato chips -- Steak N' Onion, Dill Pickle, Ketchup -- or do I just want the old standbys? Speaking of that, what is the point of Ketchup-flavoured chips? Couldn't you just eat fries and dip them in ketchup, and even just dip the chips in it? Is that too hard for some people?

Do I need some lunch meat? What's on sale in the deli? Liverwurst? Genoa salami? Macaroni and cheese loaf? Hell, give me a pound of each of them!

I never walked out without a 12-pack of soda, and maybe something dessertish from the day-old bin, and of course several loaves of bread which would go moldy before I got through the second.

I thought about all of this standing in the checkout line the other day. In my cart? Spinach, fat-free chicken and turkey breast, one loaf of whole-wheat bread, soy milk, egg whites, pretzels and some grapes. It barely made a dent in the huge cart I had pushed around. So why was it more than I used to spend when the cart was damned near full?

No matter. I still get the same number of meals out of it, and I don't feel like I'm wheeling my death around in front of me.


The first showdown

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The group reconvened last evening for its first weigh-in. Turnout was surprisingly good given the awful weather conditions and slick roads. I arrived early, having navigated the highway quicker than expected, and talked briefly with a couple of the coaches.

As other people filtered in, we started lining up at the scales. My understanding of this deal was for our weights to remain private, but the first woman hopped up and immediately announced she had lost just more than three pounds -- which may not seem like much until you realize she's 4'7".

Two guys then took their turns, one losing two pounds and the other somewhere around seven. Then it was me.

All week I have felt like I wasn't losing anything, mostly because I haven't been hungry. There hasn't been the gnawing urge to go get a soda of a coffee. I'll chalk that up to packing away as close to 200 grams of protein a day I can.

So I had girded myself for a disappointing week. I'd even brought some change to pay a fine if I'd actually gained a pound of two. I mean, I had been eating pretzels at night, and what about that trip to the sushi place on Friday?

Weight, Week 1: 373.6 pounds
Weight, Week 2: 364.4 pounds

I lost 9.2 pounds, the second-largest amount in the group. The fellow who beat me was charted as losing 14 pounds, but even he thought that was bunk -- he's a bit over six feet and maybe 40 pounds overweight, and thought they weighed him improperly last week.

Still, I'm very happy. I celebrated with cottage cheese and turkey last night when I got home (if you can call that celebrating) and this morning it was a triple/triple shake with a few strawberries. I'm full again.

More soon.

The coach's reply ...

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Here's the reply I received from my coach:

The faintness could be due to the sugar detox...YIKES!! If you could try to eat some kind of protein snack when you feel faint, or a piece of fruit instead of the coke, you will be much better off...remind me when the last time was that you had a physical...if there is any possibility that you could have developed diabetes since your last appointment, you should get in to have some blood work done and find out. It won't change what you need to do in terms of your diet, but it is important for you to know for sure, and be armed with the right types of foods for the times when you do feel a little faint....and based on how much sugar you may have been getting before, it is certainly a possibility that it has developed. You may also want to try adjusting the amount of powder you put into your shake...If you are only using two scoops of Formula 1 meal replacement, you could add 3, and 2-3 scoops of the protein powder to it, which might make a difference in keeping your blood sugar more stable. Hope that helps. You've made some really big changes lately, and I'm very proud of the effort you are making. Keep up the good work.

Sugar detox? Well, it's apparently a real phenomenon, which is pretty damned scary. I've upped my morning shake to three scoops of each, so we'll see if that makes any difference.

I feel great this morning, though.

A letter to my coach

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Things have been pretty good from my end. I've done pretty well sticking to my guns, although I had some trouble the first couple of days finding stuff to eat that was high in protein, but my wife has now switched to making fish or chicken at night and sending it with me to work.

I'm doing a couple of shakes a day and not feeling hungry at all. We have fruit and vegetables around in the house and I have V8 and soy milk at the store to drink along with my water.

One issue I have had -- feeling faint. I don't know if it's because I've cut out so much of the sugar from my diet or what, but a couple of times I've been really close to passing out. I've had a Coke in both instances and felt much better afterward. Thoughts?

I'm also learning to read the damned labels on stuff. I've been sucking down the vanilla soy milk, which only has one gram of fat per serving. This morning I thought I'd try the chocolate stuff and drank half the carton before I read 4.5 grams of fat per serving. Nuts.

I was also really sick Wednesday night, but I think it had to do with the shock to my system. After 20 years of fried chicken and chocolate bars, I think my body was just screaming for something fattening. I've been fine since then.

I'll check out the information you sent me when I get home this evening. Thanks, and see you Tuesday night!

Avoiding the scale and reading the label

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The urge I have to find a scale and try to chart my progress thus far is almost overpowering. I don't really feel like I'm losing weight, but on the other hand, considering the dramatic change in my diet, I don't know how I couldn't be.

The group's first weigh-in is Tuesday night. I'd be happy with four or five pounds, but I get the feeling my coach is thinking I might lose double that -- which I'd also be happy with, obviously. If it averages out to three to four pounds a week for the 12 weeks, I'll be thrilled.

I'm also learning to read the damned labels on what I'm buying at the grocery store. I just bought a carton of chocolate flavoured soy milk. The vanilla soy milk is just one gram of fat per serving. The chocolate? Four and a half grams. Damn it.

I also have been snacking on these terrific honey mustard multigrain pretzels from Zehr's -- President's Choice, I think. Just one gram of fat for 17 pretzel braids and absolutely delicious. Of course, I didn't bother to look at the 42 grams of carbs for the same amount.

Those two experiences have opened my eyes, though. From now on, everything I pick up at the store gets a thorough once-over before it goes in the cart.

My wife has been terrific. Last night she made cajun catfish with baked seafood and steamed broccoli. My friends will think I'm lying, but I finished the vegetables first.

She's also stocked the fridge with fruits and other stuff that won't get me into trouble. Even my daughter is benefitting. She'd never eaten grapes or cherries before this week, and now she loves both.

Tonight is salad with chicken breasts and more protein-based whatever I can jam in my mouth. Nearly 200 grams of protein a day seems like a lot -- and it is.

I'll check in tomorrow on my day off after my chiropractor visit. All of this change is being complicated by what I think is a pinched nerve in my back. I can barely walk, and sitting for more than 15 minutes is pretty tough also.

I know -- wah wah wah. We'll see if I feel better after I get adjusted.

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