The end of day fifteen and the morning of day sixteen… Live by the scale, die by the scale. | |
Morning weight: 355lbs. (on Day 16) | |
I am up / down “3/18”. As in, 3lbs up from yesterday and 18lbs down from my fasting start weight: 373lbs (the morning of Day 1). | |
As bad as it may be (for a dieter) to hit a plateau, it’s psychologically MUCH worse when you have a day to day gain. One pound? Okay. Three pounds? WTF? (Pardon my language / expressions.) Three pounds is either a healthy meal or it’s almost a half-gallon of water (or similar density fluid). Since I didn’t eat and I don’t feel bloated (water retention), the most reasonable two explanations are: 1) I’ve accidentally moved the scale, so it’s giving different readings; or, 2) the universe is unkind and / or unjust. (I prefer to think it’s the second option.) To make it even more painful, the scale wasn’t “bouncy”. The needle was stable. | |
Now, please recall I take my weight two ways each morning: forwards and back. This means I stand in almost the exact same spot each morning, but on “forward”, I bend my knees slightly and lean as far to the front as I can while maintaining full foot contact, but with my weight shifted fully onto my toes. For the “back” weigh-in, I straighten my legs and tilt as far back on my heels as I can without falling off of the scale. Again, I still keep my feet in full contact with the scale. This gives me (respectively) my high and my low weight for the day. The two weights tend to vary about 5 to 7 pounds (as much as 10, but so far never less than 5), and they also tend to vary between themselves. By this I mean, they don’t usually both go up or down the same number on any given day. It’s usually 1 and 2 or 2 and 1. I’m not saying they don’t. I’m saying it’s far less common for them to correspond. Today they both increased by 3lbs from yesterday’s weigh-in. | |
Of course, I have to consider what I may have done different yesterday from any other day. Off the top of my head, I can only think of two things: 1) I had a mug of black coffee in the morning; and, 2) I had more fruit juice in my blend than normal. The day before I was a bit fed up with the taste of the blend and I felt a bit down on my energy level. I countered that yesterday by adding more juice and less ice to the blend mix. This was probably somewhere between 8 to 12 ounces of juice. It is certainly possible the extra fructose contributed to the weight gain. It’s hard to imagine it to have been the black coffee. | |
About sugar (well, about fructose) – my understanding is sugar doesn’t (by itself) cause water (fluid) retention. What sugar does is promote an increase in insulin (there’s that hormone again) which causes the body to retain sodium (salt), which in turn causes you to retain water. The body has a very narrow band of tolerance for sugar (glucose in the bloodstream) which is maintained by increasing or decreasing the amount of insulin in the body. | |
About the coffee – I tried adding the coffee because the intermittent fasting book I just read said it was okay to drink black coffee or unflavored (black or green) tea – or plain water, and it wasn’t considered “breaking” your daily fast period. I have never had coffee or black tea while on a fast before (in over 35 years) as removal of caffeine (like sugar) is usually one of the targets of a “cleansing” fast. I have had herbal teas before while veggie broth fasting (over 30 years ago), but never while on a veggie-juice or veggie-blend fast. My expectation was that it would make the hairs on my forearms stand up. Surprisingly, it did not. I also don’t feel like I got my usual coffee “buzz” – that “ahh” sensation. We drink Folger’s ground coffee at our house. It struck me as fairly bitter. Not as bad as back in my (ancient) memory of my Army days, but nowhere near as enjoyable as my sugar / half-and-half / Bailey’s Irish Cream. Most of the year, I only drink coffee on the weekends. This last year, with joining Costco and paying only 2/3rds the price for Bailey’s, I’ve been going through a pot-load of coffee on any given day. (A pot-load is between 10 and 12 cups of brewed coffee. The Bailey’s and half-and-half are on top of that.) | |
Ultimately, there is little to no chance to guess or deduce what may have caused the “bump”. All I can do is continue down the path for a day or two and see if it really is an aberration or if something has fundamentally changed. I just finished my morning (10:30am) mug of black coffee. I guess we’ll see what we see tomorrow… The next step will be to eliminate the coffee and see what that does. Time will tell (or not). | |
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On This Day In: | |
2021 | Said The Anti-Vaxxer |
Ceiling Mash | |
2020 | Is #45 In Good Spirits? |
Alone With My Tears | |
2019 | Learning To… |
Day 15: Die By The Scale | |
2018 | Just Wondering |
2017 | Until I Think Of Something Better |
2016 | Who Are You? |
2015 | Renaissance Reptiles |
2014 | Book Return |
2013 | Keep Writing Your Truths |
Perilous Times For The U.S. Military | |
2012 | The Victor |
2011 | Forging Away At My Deadlines |
2010 | Try This With Your Shoes… |
Day 15: Die By The Scale
September 13, 2019 by kmabarrett
Don’t get discouraged my friend. Let’s see what tomorrrow may bring.
No worries, friend. It’s not the moment; it’s the process…