Dieting at APEX 2020

Carbs anyone!?!

Last week was our annual visit to the IPC APEX Expo, in San Diego. Those who attend this event regularly, particularly those of us from the winter-ridden northern part of the continent, will be chuckling at the idea of “dieting” in San Diego. Along with a much needed infusion of vitamin D from the Californian sun, we get to eat a little differently too. The huge influence of Mexico on the cuisine of San Diego, one of America’s most beautiful cities, is hard to ignore. And I didn’t!

I went down to this year’s show with every intention of thoroughly enjoying stuffing my face with every delicious morsel, or bucket, of food that came my way. And I did!

My activity level is usually up during show week. What with setting up & tearing down the booth, & all that running between booths for meetings. No consecutive two of which are ever at the same end of the show hall. For me, it’s a fair bit of additional movement for a normally car-bound keyboard jockey. I know I can’t exercise the weight off. But I was curious to see if this extra movement could mitigate the damage that might occur over the course of a week or so of misbehaviour. It’s a lame excuse, I know, but it was the best I could come up with to justify cutting loose. And that’s what I wanted to do.

Modern Mexican food, in America, might be the perfect combination of carb, protein & fat overload for adding weight. Fast! Toss in beer & margaritas, & it gets even better. And how can you not do that? Though I’ll admit, I really shouldn’t have given in to the crème brûlée, the deep fried ice cream & those cream cheese filled pastries. It was so unnecessary! 😜

The damage?

Only 3 pounds. Just returning to a lower carb regimen should see that resolve pretty quickly, as the retained water is shed. Is there a little extra fat on board too? Probably. But still, it’s nice to know that additional movement, & I’m not talking huge activity here, can increase the tolerance for cutting loose every now & again. Some walks on the beach & a little dancing, for example, might allow for some pretty liberal eating whilst on holiday. Now that’s a pretty liberating thought to carry forward, as I prepare to engage in the battle again.

Though I’ll probably just start tomorrow. What with having returned a day late because of a cancelled flight, & tomorrow being Monday & all! 😜😁

Grey Day? No … it’s Blue Monday!

I doubt it’s really true that the 3rd Monday in January is the most depressing day of the year for everyone. But it sure felt like it when I went outside for my predawn coffee & saw the ridge of icebergs that the snowplough left at the end of my driveway!

Blue Monday … Grey or Great?

I was aching from the shovelling activities of the previous day & I made the mistake of “treating” myself to some starch selections for dinner last night. Followed by sugary choices for dessert! I love cramming that junk into my face but there is always a price attached to it. Indigestion, poor sleep &, for me, some sugars & starches are mind altering substances. They bring my weight up & my mood down.

Since that terrible week of eating on the road at the beginning of the year, I’ve been doing reasonably well. I wouldn’t pretend that my head has been 100% in the game, but I’ve probably been around the 80% mark. I’m not checking in with my scale, that thing is heartless, merciless, so I’m going to leave that ’til the first of the month to come.

A little later, I went for predawn coffee number two. Taking my cigarettes with me, not even a sliver of guilt attached to it, I went out to soak up some additional angst. I was trying to perk myself up with the thought of those lucky folk living in the southern hemisphere at this time of year. I bet they are enjoying the January temperatures at that end of the planet.

Imagine my elation at seeing the end of driveway clear! Good neighbours can be mind-altering too. Thank you, kind neighbour.

Bring it on Blue Monday, there are people that have my back. And I’m betting that’s true for you too.

Happy Blue Monday!

Results … Month #18

Blipped up 1.6 lbs over the holidays. Not bad really, though the holidays aren’t quite done yet!

The year in review doesn’t look very good, however, & I’m up 6 lbs since this day last year. That major derailment in the summer, one that I let escape for far too long, wiped out all my progress & then some.

I pushed the upper limits of tolerance with all those foods, & those food-like products, that I know I just can’t tolerate. Once the addictive impulses kicked in, I didn’t pay enough attention to reining them back in. Were I at a healthier weight, I wouldn’t be too bothered by a small gain like this. But at my current weight, this is not how I ought to behave.

Okay, a little self-chastisement is due but the new year is a great time to hit reset. I’d like to have a more favourable report to make this time next year.

Time to treat the challenge like a work project again. I know what I should be doing, here’s hoping I can do a little better in 2020.

Wish me luck!

My New Year Resolutions for 2020!

It’s that time of year when we renew our commitment to doing all those things that we failed to do in the previous year. I’m testing the theory that putting my list out there will improve my adherence. Should I fail on any resolution, I will strike through it. But I will leave it on the list to remind me to give it another shot during the year.

Here’s my to-do list for this year …

New Year’s Resolutions 2020

  • Quit smoking
  • Hit the weight-loss diet hard
  • Go for a walk first thing in the morning
  • Sleep more & don’t get up so early
  • In the new year, don’t eat any leftover chocolate from December 31st, 2019.
  • Don’t try to eat all the remaining Christmas chocolate & candy on December 31st, 2020, in anticipation of starting a diet on New Year’s day, 2021. Again!
  • Drink my coffee black
  • Try to be nicer to everyone. Except that person who lets the dog poop in my garden & then doesn’t scoop. Your days are numbered, I’ve got a new webcam trained on the front yard now!
  • Stop watching CNN & Fox News so much &, instead, watch TV5. I don’t speak much French yet but it’ll probably still be better for me!
  • Win the lottery. Hey, if you don’t ask!

New year’s resolutions are both inspiring & daunting. We like to think that a new year brings with it a whole new mindset & a brand new approach to living the life we’re really supposed to be living. Of course, for me at least, it rarely works that way. I usually fare miserably with my list of resolutions. However, that’s no reason for despair. Most of us are perpetual works in progress & we’ve got to screw up enough new year’s resolutions to become accepting of that. That, in & of itself, is a developmental achievement. It’s like when you get a new car & the elation of driving off the lot is quickly replaced by a constant worry of it getting dinged. You know what I mean … you park it at the empty end of the parking lot & walk to the mall entrance, in a blizzard, knowing you’ve done the right thing to protect your baby. When we finally buy a new car & park it as close to to the entrance as possible, we feel liberated. Resolutions work pretty much the same way. When everything doesn’t fall into place, it doesn’t mean that we are useless human beings. It just means that we are not ready to take the next big step yet.

Or am I just making excuses already!?!

Let me wish you all the very best for the New Year. I hope it’s a great one for you & for all those you hold dear.

Let me know if you’ve made any resolutions & let me know how they work out as the year progresses.

Thank you for reading my stuff throughout the past year, I appreciate your comments & your encouragement along the way. It really helps. If you want to exchange thoughts, ideas & comments, please follow The Wry Eye Facebook page, just click the Facebook icon. It’s a little easier to chat on Facebook.

The Wry Eye Christmas Diet Poem

Christmas Day is done & gone
And now I feel so yuck.
I’m fat & stuffed & way past full,
I hope my scale is stuck.

It wasn’t Christmas dinner,
Not turkey, ham, nor duck.
But all that cake & chocolate
That makes me want to chuck.

I didn’t mean to do it,
And I feel like such a schmuck.
For eating with such fervour,
That I weigh more than a truck.

It’s now all done & in the past,
I must regain my pluck.
I need to eat a whole lot less,
To skip that nip & tuck.

It’s time to knuckle down again,
And wade out of this muck.
I just can’t wait for new year’s day,
That trend I need to buck.

Instead, I’m on the wagon now,
With courage & with pluck.
I’ll screw it to the sticking place,
I’ll slapshot with that puck.

It’s here, it’s now, it starts today,
I’m done with all that guck.
If I don’t get it right this time,
My life will surely suck.

You’ll wonder how I got this far,
Without me saying … Luck!
I’ll need that too but saved one more,
Should things still run amuck.

I’m sure that you can guess this word,
And no, it isn’t cluck, nor struck!
And should I need it, I’ll still be…
One very fat Canuck!

©Paul Walsh 2019