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Dan Nied’s Fortress of Weight Loss: Day 64

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Meal 1
2 cups of cheerios
1 ½ cup of skim milk
Calories: 320
Fat: 0 grams

Meal 2
1 cup of vegetable soup
Calories: 120
Fat: .5 grams

Meal 3
2 slices of wheat bread
2 slices of lowfat turkey
Calories: 200
Fat: 4 grams

Meal 4
A big salad with lots of stuff in it
Calories: Approximately 700
Fat: Approximately 8 grams

Meal 5
1 fat-free yogurt
1 apple
Calories: 150
Fat: 0 grams

Meal 6
2 slices of wheat bread
2 slices of lowfat turkey
Calories: 200
Fat: 4 grams

Total Calories: 1,690
Total Fat: 16.5 grams

Exercise: Finally! After an unexplained 6-day absence, I made it back to the gym and did the typical elliptical workout of 30 minutes, burning 530 calories according to the machine. However, I can feel that the actual lifting of weights is growing closer and closer. I’ll let you know when I am ready to do that.


So I weighed in Thursday morning and saw pretty much what I expected: 275.4. Yep, I gained 1.4 pounds over the last week. Not surprising in the least bit, as I have struggled mightily with focus over that span. For some reason, I just didn’t have the will-power to do the things I was supposed to do.

When I weighed in at 274 last Thursday, I went to bed dreaming of 272 by Sunday. Though I went to the gym on Friday, I started a brief decline in healthy eating from that point.

In the interest of full and total honesty, which at times seems like a bad idea from my end, I will disclose the full error of my ways over that time. I am doing this so you can see what a fuckup I was, and how one slip can turn into a three-day binge.

Went grocery shopping, which is a great thing, but also very dangerous. Back when I was young, my mother would go grocery shopping every two weeks. She would buy a few really good things and then a bunch of stuff I would never touch. Of course I spent the two or three days immediately after her grocery trip eating every single delicious item she bought, thereby leaving the stuff I hated for the other 12 days before our fridge would get a refill.

Well, I haven’t broken that habit so much. So on Friday, when I spent $90 on groceries that were supposed to last me two weeks, I came home and started in on two weight-watchers meals (one of my favorite low-calorie indulgences). A few hours later, I lost the willpower and went for the other two that I bought. Oh, and I also ate a can of Chef Boyardee’s low-fat ravioli (must be a new product, since I saw it for the first time Friday. However its mere existence makes me a little giddy). All in all, I could fool myself by saying that all this stuff was acceptable on the diet. However, even a simpleton like me knows that if you eat five microwave dinners in one night, you probably aren’t going to wake up healthier the next morning.

Everything started out great. I went to work, I covered a game, I had a pretty decent day. But then as work dragged on until midnight, I made an odd decision that I wanted Taco Bell. So, well, I got Taco Bell. I can’t remember the order in full, but it wasn’t what a normal person would order at Taco Bell. In fact, it was exactly what Fat Dan would order at Taco Bell. And if you’ve ever been to Taco Bell with me, you know the gory details I luckily can’t remember, though there was a steak quesadilla and a nachos bel grande involved.

So yeah, that was pretty much no good.

The killer day. The planned off-day in which I headed down to San Francisco and had a fantastic time. We started off with two slices of New York style pizza. That was nice. Then we were going to see Dave Attell, comedian extraordinaire, that night. So of course we stopped for dinner at a place called Burgermeister which, on name alone, is a must visit. Oddly, I didn’t have a burger at Burgermeister, opting instead for a Philly cheese steak, garlic fries, two Anchor Steams and a Bud Light. Then at the show, I had about six more bud lights, and laughed and laughed and laughed.

Well, afterwards, my companion decided she wanted pizza. So we found a pizza place that was still open (though the lights were off and the doors were nearly shut), and we forked over $16 for a pie that was half cheese, half black olives (don’t make me defend that. We were drunk). We brought it back to her apartment, and I polished off about five slices. Easily the best pizza I’ve had since I moved to California.

At the end, we passed out from our big day. A good time, for sure, but I have to admit I was farting up a storm throughout the night.

After waking up at 7 a.m. and catching the train back to my car in Berkeley, I realized the little three-day bender I was finishing up and I wondered if I would ever see the under side of 275 again. For the rest of the week, I managed to get back on track with my eating, using the groceries I had left over and going to Subway once. But I understood the damage had been done in the previous two days.

But while I was back to eating right, I just couldn’t drag my fat ass to the gym. Monday I stayed home because I was tired and hungover. Tuesday and Wednesday, I had to work, which is no excuse. I generally enjoy going to the gym before work, as it makes me feel great the rest of the day. But I decided to stay home instead, and just read sports and political news before I had to go in. And all the while, I just wondered where all my motivation had gone.

I got to Wednesday night and realized that I needed to push myself harder if I wanted to get over this hump. After all, this was only a small one. There is bound to be a much larger hump coming up ahead.

So I woke on Thursday, did my weight in, cringed a little bit and headed for 24 Hour Fitness and attacked the elliptical machine with intensity and vigor.

Afterwards, I felt fantastic, and I realized that my assault on 269 has officially begun. I must break through this current wall to get to where I want to be. I took the first real step towards that on Thursday.

Now, I am not here to sugarcoat a bad week. Instead I want to acknowledge my past mistakes and take the necessary actions to correct them. Yeah, I gained 1.4 pounds over the past week, but I can’t do anything to change that now. Instead, I must look forward, eating right and fitting in workouts on Friday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday.

It’s not too much to ask of myself. And it is the only way to fix the hole I’ve put myself in.

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  • Dan,
    I’ve been reading for a while now and I am wondering if you are not eating enough calories on your diet days and that lets you go back for more soon. Seriously, I am way smaller than you, but I eat much more than you on your diet days. Why don’t you try to find exactly the amount of calories you can eat without gaining weight and then working your way down from that slowly.
    I’ll keep reading.

  • Dan,
    It was no real surprise to me that you saw a fantastic number on the scale and took a little vacation to celebrate. The subconscious is a marvelous and devious little bugger. I do the same thing when I hit a milestone. If nothing else, it serves to show you that your old way of eating will have to be a thing of the past if you want to keep losing. For me it was alcohol. Although never a big drinker (hahahaha), if I want to lose weight I have to stay away from it. Not because I’m a drunk but because I have great willpower UNLESS I have a buzz, then I just don’t care what I eat. Frustrating but a good learning experience. Anyway, good luck getting back on track!