Intermittent Fasting Update – September 2020 – Binging

Progress from August to September of 2020 – 237.5 lbs current weight

It’s been kind of a weird month. My diet has been pretty steady all things considered, but my progress was noticeably slower. I’ll talk a little further down about my experiences with binging this past week.

My birthday was August 18, and as a bit of a treat, that weekend I went to a local baker who specializes in low-carb and diabetic friendly confections and got a large cheesecake. I ended up snacking on that for 2 weeks and the side effects were interesting to say the least!

Warning: potentially gross content in the next few paragraphs. Skip to the next heading if you aren’t interested. One of the side effects of the artificial sweetener this bakery used, I think is constipation. I’ve tried searching for information but it tends to be mixed. Some sweeteners can cause diarrhea, while others can make you constipated. I’m usually a pretty regular dude, once or maybe twice a day if I eat a larger meal, but for whatever reason, this cheesecake stopped me up for 3 days at one point! It never really got to the point of discomfort, but it definitely could have I think if I didn’t make an effort to move things along.

If you find yourself in a similar situation, eat some straight plain salt. I ate a small pinch and then waited an hour, then got another one. I’m not 100% up on the science here, but salt is essentially natures laxative when taken on it’s own. Be warned though that you need to replenish your electrolytes (with more salt!) if you go this route.

Binging

I want to try and organize some thoughts here that I have on binging. Obviously, food is and was a massive (hah!) part of my life. I got fat from turning to food to cover up my problems. Sometimes I was just overeating, but looking back now, there were definitely periods of binging that weren’t healthy.

I feel like I sorta had one of those moments on Labor Day this past weekend. We had breakfast with some friends outside in their front lawn and to stay sociable, I worked out my eating schedule from the day before so I could join everyone. The menu was pancakes and bacon with fruit and juice. Not an unhealthy breakfast by any stretch, but definitely not first on my dietary list. I ate 3 pancakes with syrup, some bacon and a banana, then had some tortilla chips with a cream cheese dip a little later. If I had stopped there for the day, probably would have been fine.

Then later, I went to my parents house and had a late lunch. Chili cheese dogs (no bun!) but then a good portion of potato chips and some assorted popcorn while watching some movies.

Finally, on the way home, the wife and I stopped at an old drive-in burger place here in Dallas that we noticed that morning. I had a cheeseburger and some onion rings. Kellers

Now, normal people read this and don’t see a particularly large problem. However, I’ve been eating one meal a day for about 18 months now! 3 decently sized meals, all of which were by themselves over my carb limit is unusual.

Looking back, I think I just wanted to live in the moment and feel good. The food tasted good, everyone else was eating, it was easy. But that’s childish. Children do what feels good and act on impulses. I need to make a conscious effort to resist or remove myself from these situations in the future, but that’s a challenge in and of itself too.

The Next 30 Days

September, despite a rocky start, is looking better. Despite my binge at the start of this week, I’m back down on the scale and actually at my lowest weight of 2020! I think a good short term goal is under 230 lbs by the next update post, or even more ideally, before the end of the month. That’s going to take a lot of discipline though and maybe even a little exercise. Either way, I’m feeling good now and I think that’s something to celebrate.

One thing that I hope will make things easier is a change in my delivered meal plan. The past 2 boxes I ordered have featured 2 dishes that I didn’t totally love; Prime rib with blue cheese and brussels sprouts and a bun-less burger with artichoke hearts. The protein in each of these was fine, but the sides are putting me off now. The first few times I ate each of them I didn’t seem to mind, but the more times I eat each one, the less interested I am in those vegetables. I’m sure prepared differently I wouldn’t mind, but the sort of mushy-watery texture inherent in a frozen prepared food isn’t as appetizing. I want my food to work for me rather than make me want to eat something else. I’ve since purchased a few bags of frozen broccoli to supplement.

My newest order of delivered meals should be here tomorrow and does not include these dishes. I’m hoping this will keep me motivated to not talk myself into getting something to-go from a restaurant under the guise of “date-night” with my wife!

Conclusion

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Intermittent Fasting Update – July 2020

Long time no chat! It’s been over year since my last update and a lot has changed, and yet, some things continue to persist. As a fun aside, I think this is the first long form post I’ve written in the new WordPress block editor? I saw a popup welcoming me so I’m assuming…

Since my post in April, I’ve continued to make at least some progress on the personal health front. 2019 actually went pretty well, all things considered. I started a new job in September which brought it’s own challenges and new stresses, but I persevered and stuck to my fasting guns. The real challenge came at the tail end of the year when the holiday shenanigans started to roll in.

I had been doing really well, all things considered. I went from somewhere around 310 pounds down to 228 according to my weight tracker. 80 pounds in 9 months is no small feat! I used this new found confidence to convince myself I deserved some sort of reward. In this case, a guilt free holiday of indulgence with friends and family. My last weigh in was November 17, 2019 and I was feeling pretty good.

If we follow the trend line though, something happened. Retrospectives are always harder to perform without solid data and this is no exception. My next weigh in was February 2020. For 3 months, I neglected any sort of accountability to myself and fell off the wagon. I was still roughly watching the timing in which I ate, but my diet went back to a lot of the same shit it was before. I had changed some habits, sure, but even with healthier food options, it’s not hard to imagine gaining weight if you eat massive quantities of food.

When I dared step on the scale again in February, my weight had creeped back up to 240! Ten pounds in about 3 months. Now, taking into account that my lowest weight was done coming off of a 48 hour fast and when my diet featured few carbs, it’s not hard to attribute a lot of that to extra water that was hanging around with an increased carb intake. I remember at the time feeling bummed though.

The next weigh in was 2 weeks later. March 3, 2020. I was back down to 231.7! Success, I convinced myself it was all water weight and I was still on track. Typing this out I’m feeling elated and proud! I didn’t actually fuck up! I think you all know what happens next though…

Covid-19

The world fell into a bit of a tailspin. I’m sure you all have your own stories, so I won’t spend a lot of time here, but suffice to say, the introduction of a global pandemic was jarring.

My favorite coffee spot was closed, and coincidentally a lot of my weekly social life was reduced to uninspiring trips down the hall to the self serve coffee machine in my apartment building clubhouse. While I didn’t talk about my weight loss in those interactions, looking back I think there was a part of me that enjoyed the challenge of being noticed; of someone else seeing a marked change and making a comment. I knew from my trips to see family that I enjoyed the compliments I received and it felt good to have someone else acknowledge the hard work I put into bettering my future self.

The numbers don’t lie and at this point, my memory doesn’t either. I was stuck at home, but totally now, since I worked from home already before the pandemic. My wife’s schedule was weird as her job made changes. I was following a lot of the day to day politics of it all and getting depressed.

I turned back to my old friend food to cope. I don’t want to go back into my bank history and count the midnight trips to Whataburger, but there were a lot of them. My habits were somewhat better sure; unsweet tea is my new go to, and I was usually only getting one sandwich… but when you’re already eating dinner courtesy of a cheap meal box option that heavily features potatoes to reduce the cost of the service, it’s not surprising that my weight continued to rise.

I’d like to point out that that during all of this, my eating window largely remained in the popular fasting schedules. 16+ hours between meals was totally normal. Some days I was tired and went to bed early after dinner. Other days I ate lunch and dinner and a midnight snack, though those were more rarely seen.

Present Day

My most recent weigh in was July 3. 253 pounds. That’s 4~ pounds a month or roughly 14,000 calories, or a bit under 8 trips to Whataburger per month with my usual order. Not counting my indulgences at other fine dining establishments during the same time period! It’s not hard to imagine 8 extra meals per month sneaking in. Twice a week! What’s the harm? 20 pounds in the harm. Reversal of my hard earned progress is the harm. My confidence in myself is the harm.

Today is July 29, 2020. I’m writing this at the start of the day before starting work. I just got out of the shower and I’m listening to some quiet chill-hop to prevent my own brain from echoing to itself in the hollow box that is my head.

Yesterday, I did okay. I have a new meal service that is much healthier, at around the same cost per meal. It also requires much less time to prepare, making it easier to put off eating until I’m absolutely ravaging, thus prolonging my fasting times. I ate around 6pm. I did also finish off about a half a bag of tortilla chips with some leftover salsa from a restaurant trip last week that I didn’t want to just throw away for whatever reason. The chips ended up only making my hungrier so I made a couple of plain burger patties with a little cheese and some frozen peas.

I then waited a couple of hours and occupied myself with a video game until making a bag of popcorn around 9pm. By 9:20 I hit the button to start timing my next fast, feeling really full. I obviously ate too much. I could feel it, but at that point it was too late to do anything about it.

My current streak is sitting strong at a full week of my ideal fasting schedule. Eating only dinner, in a less than 4 hour window, 5 days a week, skipping food entirely on Monday and Thursday. Today is Wednesday, so I’ll be eating dinner again tonight, but I think I’m going to commit here in this post to only eating my pre-prepared meal somewhere between 8 and 10pm.

My next weigh in is Friday. Not sure if I’ll post that here, but I will be logging it of course! I’m hopeful to see the scale move in the “right” direction but you never know. It could go up even more, and that’s something I’ll have to live with and overcome. I sure hope it doesn’t though. 😅

If you enjoy reading these, send me a tweet @daronspence and let me know. Accountability is important to my own progression I’m finding and unfortunately it is hard to get that anywhere but online in our current world.

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