Slimdude

Well BuddySlimmers, I am up at 10:30pm doing what I pledged I would do since Day One on this site but I never did. But tonight I am…

I went to bed at 9pm originally and of course here at 10:30 I found myself awakened by the Binging Spirits from Hell, who reminded me that today I bought some Sugar Free Vanilla Pudding that would taste awfully good mixed with some Cheerios and some Reddi Whip. And what to use to dip that mixture with, oh yes of course the GRaham Cracker snacks you bought for The Boy!

Oh and those OREOs are still around, aren’t they? Mmmmm….

But instead, I drank a bottle of water and popped in a piece of chewing gum, and here I am reading Blogs and writing a new entry to my own.

It is Thundering outside.

I started a thread in the Weight Loss Support Forum that will serve as a companion to this blog to chronicle my struggle not to snack at night. It’s strange, just a few minutes ago the compulsion was overwhelming and now it is pretty much gone and I have not even been up ten minutes.

“The Landslide” in the title of this post refers to the fact that I have come across several blog entries lately where the author writes of feeling guilty for messing up their diet by having ” a few slices of pizza” or a “sliver of cake”.

Let me tell you something, that stuff in the long term will not mess up your diet. Would it have been better to have something healthier for the calories? Of course. But the main thing is, never ever ever tell youself “Oh well I had the cookies already, might as well have some cake too” or “well I ate those chips and a meatball hoagie, might as well have a big bowl of ice cream…”

NO! THAT is the Landslide! If you have a minor slip, try to do some exercise like an hour walk to help and make your next meal or snack the best possible and you will be JUST FINE! And you’ll be proud and I’ll be proud and we’ll get Slim together!

—Matt

Well, BuddySlimmers… I failed to make good on my promise. I swore up and down that I would get on here and Post and Read Blogs instead of stuffing my face. And I failed to do it. I whizzed right by the Computer and indulged in my nightly habit of “pigging out”. It is very tempting to lay blame elsewhere, since I’m pretty sure I am not the one who bought those OREO cookies, of which I had about ten. But ultimately, the responsibility is mine.

So I’ve been on BuddySlim for what… 3 weeks now? Two? And I’m still 162. I’ve lost one measly pounds since I started this whole “Weight-Loss” thing. I’ve said over and over again that I know the missing puzzle piece is : I must set a cut-off time for eating and STICK TO IT. That is the only sane way to lose this last 22 pounds and reclaim my former flat stomach.

I remain positive. I still think I can do it. For over two years I have tried to end this habit and struggled and yet… something inside me refuses to give up and I am convinced that someday… perhaps much sooner than I think! — I will look back and laugh at how hard this was. I’ll remember the days when I ate bowl after bowl of ice cream with only Conan O’Brien as company. It will be a me of the past… a ghost that haunts me with visions of pudgy cheeks and love handles.

But it will only be a ghost. And I will have moved on. 20 pounds lighter and much happier.

—Matt