106.8
Wow. I started in October 2009 at 122 lbs. This morning I am 106.8. And I haven't exercised regularly, or seriously, in months. Just some random yoga with the Ye. I'm still flabby, with no chance of muscles, but I look better in my clothes and the muffin top is gone. And in the end (my end) it was all diet. Not "a diet," but diet. No pills or supplements, nothing crazy, but just eating fruits and vegetables and cutting out dairy, eggs, and most wheat. And almost all sugar and sweeteners. Basically vegan with meat. After reading a few books on nutrition and food allergies, I'm wondering why dairy is even a part of the new My Plate. (Look! I learned how to put a link in my blog! It's about frickin' time, yes?) Why they persist in pushing the bread. And why you have to really work to buy anything that doesn't have sugar in it. I don't see sugar on any part of My Plate. I think the answer is the dairy and agricultural industries are just that -- industries (watch me link!) working for the bottom line so their executives can stay rich. But that's me. After getting educated about what's in my food, I'm kind of pissed off at the corporations that push all the tasty, tasty poison. Diabetes anyone? How about a side of myocardial infarction with that?
I'd better go now -- nothing interesting or amusing to write, I just felt like I was overdue for a post. And I was.
Up next: We camp. Yes, I'm taking the family camping again. Because I've got new equipment to test and you have to get right back on that horse. Giddyup!
