Day 41: Hiccup Or End Of Days?

The end of day forty-one and the start of day forty-two…  Not quite.
Morning weight:  315lbs.
I am now down “58/65”.  As in, 58lbs down from my fasting start weight:  373lbs, and 65lbs down from my highest weight ever (two days before I started the fast):  380lbs.  Today’s weight is a 3lbs decrease from yesterday’s 318lbs.  Only four more pounds until I reach the weight I “adjusted” back up from (re-taken ground).
And then I crashed and burned.  (Again, with the “drama queen”?)  My wife had coconut curry last night and had some left-overs in the fridge when I got back from some morning chores.  It was staring me right in the face and I weakened and had two tea spoons.  My God, it tasted soooo good!  The onions, mushroom and small piece of chicken seemed to explode on my taste buds.
And worse was yet to come…  My daughter is running for an elected position (on a community college board) and we were hosting her first “meet and greet” house party for the campaign in our home.  I was good at the kick-off party a few weeks ago, but I lost it today.  Psychologically, there are lots of reasons – in my own home, with family, nibbles (cheese, crackers, salami, and cookies), but the bottom line is exactly what my drill instructor used to repeat to me in Basic Training:  “I will listen to your reasons, but I will not accept your excuses!”  I didn’t go crazy and stuff myself, but over the course of the three hours I had a few samples of each.
And the lesson is:  expect weakness and carry a bottle of juice at all times or lay out a portion of veggie finger food (celery, carrots, broccoli, and cherry tomatoes) in case of a weakness of will power.
So now I will need to make a decision if this is going to be the end of the fast and I will transition into a diet tomorrow or if I will get back on the wagon and just consider this a hiccup.  I have enough veggie juice, ginger / mint tea, and watermelon juice to get me through the weekend.  I’m assuming with all the salt and sugar in the various nibbles that I’ll retain at least a couple of pounds of water (plus the weight of the actual solid food), which means I will probably regain the 3lbs I lost from yesterday.  Still it would be nice to reach my short-term goal of 310lbs if not a medium term goal of 299lbs.  The first was the goal I hoped for at the end of this fast and the 299lbs was the next goal I was hoping for from the first few weeks of dieting.
Alfred the Butler (speaking to Bruce Wayne):  “And why to we fall, Master Wayne?  …  So we can learn to get back up, again.“
At the end of the day, the thing to remember is the fast (and a specific weight) is not the goal.  The goal is to continue trying to get to a healthier relationship with food so my weight comes down as my health improves.
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2018	Pity The Nation (Part 1)
	Day 41: Hiccup Or End Of Days?
2017	Sharp-Edged Beauty
2016	Start, Keep, Finish
2015	Lifetime Friends
2014	Acknowledgement
2013	Longevity, Tenacity and Diversity
2012	What Reagan Really Cared About
2011	Seeming Sane (Or Not)

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Pity The Nation (Part 1)

Pity the nation that is full of beliefs and empty of religion.
Pity the nation that wears a cloth it does not weave
and eats a bread it does not harvest.
Pity the nation that acclaims the bully as hero,
and that deems the glittering conqueror bountiful.
Pity a nation that despises a passion in its dream,
yet submits in its awakening.
Pity the nation that raises not its voice
save when it walks in a funeral,
boasts not except among its ruins,
and will rebel not save when its neck is laid
between the sword and the block.
Pity the nation whose statesman is a fox,
whose philosopher is a juggler,
and whose art is the art of patching and mimicking
Pity the nation that welcomes its new ruler with trumpeting,
and farewells him with hooting,
only to welcome another with trumpeting again.
Pity the nation whose sages are dumb with years
and whose strongmen are yet in the cradle.
Pity the nation divided into fragments,
each fragment deeming itself a nation.
―    Kahlil Gibran
From his book:  “The Garden of The Prophet“
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On This Day In:
2021	I Think They Mean It
	An Endless Stream
2020	ITF (365) – Update
	Word Up!
	My Fear: A Second More Tyrannous Term
2019	Reality And Imperfection
	Day 8: One Stone
2018	Pity The Nation (Part 1)
	Day 41: Hiccup Or End Of Days?
2017	Sharp-Edged Beauty
2016	Start, Keep, Finish
2015	Lifetime Friends
2014	Acknowledgement
2013	Longevity, Tenacity and Diversity
2012	What Reagan Really Cared About
2011	Seeming Sane (Or Not)

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