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Thursday, September 20, 2018
I have been slowly increasing my steps, finding ways to add steps everyday.
It has been a long time since my glory days----when I would walk 2 hours and when the weight was coming off of me steadily.
Now I walk less, but I still walk.
Yesterday was my best day, at the end of the night I had 11,366 steps.
Which is what my Fitbit said, but I probably had about 100-200 more uncounted in just the time I got out of bed, came to my living room and got the fitbit off the charger.
Today, I didnt walk as long on the track.
I counted it to be around 525 steps, or pretty close, around the track once.
So, I did 12 laps yesterday, and only 11 today.
I dont know why I cut out a lap early today.
Just had enough I guess.
Maybe tomorrow I will add it back.
Still staying off the scale, the last time I got on it I had gained and I am sure I probably have gained even more.
Maybe, maybe not, but more than likely.
I havent given up on trying to lose weight, but I have just started eating, normally. Like, not measuring, not counting, not sparking every bite and beating myself up over it.
I just eat....like normal people do....which isnt good I suppose for those of us who really cant eat like normal people do.
But the weight wasnt coming off either way.
So, now I eat, I dont go to the buffet and eat all I can, or even all I would care to. In fact, I dont go to buffets at all. I dont often go to fast food places, but last weekend I did have a quarter pounder. Something most other people can do without feeling like the failure of the universe. but we know, we aint normal. I dont go out to eat often and I dont bring take out home all that often. Most days I cook, and I try to cook foods that wont add extra carbs, fat, etc and so on, but sometimes i do anyway.....but I eat.
All the different plans, such as Keto and this one and that one and the other one never worked for me.
I could eat the exact same food one of you eats in a day, I could count, and measure and we could eat match for match, and it wouldnt matter.....for me.
There would be no change.
So, I just keep walking. At least it makes me feel good.