ADF Day 12: Father’s Day

My family is certifiable sometimes.

ADF Day 11: Emotional Vegetarianism

Today was a really good day.  It’s nice to be able to report that.

ADF Day 10: The trouble with Fridays…

Well, only SOME Fridays…   This weekend the kids are with their Dad, and like a lot of divorced mothers these weekends presents some mixed feelings.  On one hand, the time alone is nice, gives me a chance to attend to chores and such without the chaos of four school-aged kids fumbling around in the middle of them or distracting me with requests for snacks and attention.  On the other hand, nothing makes you miss requests for snacks and attention like not having them anymore.  Given the choice, no matter how complicated life might be with four children, I would infinitely prefer to have them with me than not.

ADF Day 9: Housing Situation Revisited

Today was an up day.  That was good, I guess, except that I’m finding that Up Days at this point in my life are not conducive to healthy eating.  Not that I think it’d be better if I was fasting all the time, but the ability to eat ‘freely’ when I’m under stress and kind of depressed is not a good thing.

ADF Day 8: Weigh-In

Well, today’s weigh-in wasn’t too bad.  I came out at 188.8.  That’s a loss of a little over a pound, which is good… but it’s not as good as I’d like, obviously.

But that’s what the weekend gave me, really, so I’ll just keep plugging away at this and see where we go.

ADF Day 7: One week down

Wow… I really did it!  I mean, I guess I’ve pulled off full weeks before now, but I was really hardcore about the ADF part this week, and that sure wasn’t easy.

Plus, since I didn’t start walking until Tuesday of last week, I gave myself today to finish up errant walking miles for the Marathon Challenge.  So I nailed that one, too. 

ADF Day 6: Paying the Hard Way

Oof.  This morning’s weigh-in was not good.  193.2, if you can believe that.  I actually gained.

All of the “You’ll Screw Up Your Metabolism” naysayers will undoubtedly love that, but the truth is that the weight gain has a fairly simple explanation:  I had the kids at home, I was eager to get out and have fun with them, and as a result I celebrated the weekend in grand style.  

ADF Day 5: Coffee..

This actually isn’t applicable today, so it’s kind of a dumb day to be thinking about it…

But I am anyway.  So let’s talk about it.

Coffee.

ADF Day 4: 18 miles and counting…

I’m working on miles 19 and 20 right now.  Not bad.   I’m proud of myself.  I also made it through Down Day Number Two with considerable success, and this morning the scale says I weight 186.8.  That’s post-Down-Day, so I’m probably at more like 188, but still.  I’m down, and that’s what matters.

ADF Day 3: Remembering Again…

Wow…

I had forgotten a lot, apparently.  Yesterday I got up, walked, and ate a bowl of cereal for breakfast.  By 10:00 a.m., the nutrition lull smacked me full-on and I was shaking too hard to write properly.  Such a quirky thing that the effects of not eating really don’t manifest for real until the day AFTER you fast, but there you go.  This is all just part of Hell Week, as I recall, so I’m not too worried.  I went out for lunch as planned and was fine after that.