I have posted before about my addiction to food and the trouble I have had.  I want to also talk about some success.  I have come down 1.5 pant sizes and am still moving down in my waist size.  I am not working out in any way, until this last Saturday when I started yoga again.  I am eating much healthier over all; but I still enjoy the treats or deserts that are my favorites.

I have to admit that I am amazed that 2 changes I have made in the last year have made the biggest difference for me.  The first is eating 6 to 8 meals a day.  I say meals, but you could say 3 meals with healthier portions and then snacks like a piece of fruit, a handful of crackers, sometimes snickers bar.  It depends on what I have at hand.  The second is keeping fruit about a half-hour from other foods.

It has been an amazing journey over these last 7 years. I still fight the temptation to eat a pound of M&Ms, but the point is I fight it.  I hope to finish this year by coming off the medication that I am on.  I have a second objective for improving my health and that is getting my bike fixed and starting to ride it.  It also means that I will have to buy a tow behind for the boys.

Now that the weather is warming up I hope to spend more time outside with the boys, whether it is around the yard or on the canal.  I want to get them interested in the outdoors, mostly because I had a love for it once.  I want to rekindle that love and at least take up hiking and I think mountain biking.  Maybe the wife will get a bike and join us boys.

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Here is the Scoville Scale, it tells you what is hot and where it ranks.

Scoville Scale for Peppers

and

Scoville Scale with Peppers and Sauces

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This morning it smiled and told me that I was now 325lbs.  I liked that, I like that a lot, now I will find out what my Dr’s scale says tomorrow.

I am making some progress, you would not have been able to tell by the way I munched chips at the Mexican restaurant we ate at; nor, by the way I shoveled ice cream into my gullet after we got home.  Don’t worry, I am paying for it today.

No, it wasn’t worth it.  A lesson, I hope to remember next time around.

wil becker
2009.04.02

This was a pretty regular basis, maybe only once in a two week period; but it started something that I would not overcome until almost 2 decades later.  I would also go out to eat after eating dinner and eat again, but something that I was craving or just wanted because I had money in my pocket.  As you can see this behavior was very bad for me; in part or at the same time, I became a stress eater.  Oh yeah!  That made things worse.

I don’t remember gaining weight, I don’t even remember, being self-conscience until I was in High School.  Then I suddenly became very aware of my weight; but I didn’t think that I could do anything about it.  I still remember the day that I weighted in at 293lbs, I was visiting a friend in Fort Worth.  I don’t remember putting on the rest of the weight.  It was just there.

At some point I tried a few diets with my mother, they didn’t work.  I believe that it was because I didn’t understand myself or my connection to food.  I learned a little here & a little there.  Then, in college, I had a cross county runner for a roommate & he ate all the time & he ate more than I did!  What he ate was very different from my usually fair.

wil becker
2009.04.01

When I was younger than 8 years old, I was a pretty active kid.  I had won first place in several Field Day activities and other events.  Then, when living overseas, I got hit by a car proving my bravado & speed  – to myself.  It was a busy street, like a (US) State Highway through a good sized town.  I was taken to a German hospital and over time, I healed from the broken leg.

I didn’t heal from the pain and hurt that atrophied muscles bring.  I was a kid and didn’t understand, Mimi & Papa tried to get me to see that if I would get back out there & play, I would be fine.  Instead, I discovered food, books, and TV.  They turned out to be a heavy combination.

By the time I entered Junior in High School, I was buying food and sneaking it into the house.  I was snitching things that were specifically put aside for my Father, who happened to be a diabetic.  It would take me years to understand what I was really doing to myself and years more to do something about it.

wil becker
2009.03.17