Crikey, I just went for a short walk around the work building-- or not quite around, as I started feeling a bit woozy and cut it short.
I've been undereating again. While it's definitely showing up in the weight-loss category, I know that I've got to watch the nutrition value of what I do eat. It's difficult to do; often I am smacked with nausea or something similar, or I'll forget to eat because I'm so busy. I was on my way out the door to MLRF's Fringe show rehearsal last night when I noticed the shakiness; I chalked it up to having just gotten off the bike after a good burn, but then I realized I hadn't eaten anything for something like five hours. I grabbed a couple of peppers from the 'fridge and managed to eat one on the way over to the U of M. When I got home, I managed to eat another pepper and a half-ear of corn.
This morning I downed a slim-fast shake for breakfast, and I just had a chicken-sammich bagel for lunch. It took me two hours to eat the bagel.
This is really messing with my grocery buying. What the hell do I get, and in what quantities? Fresh fruit and vegetables, certainly-- but I'm already getting less than I used to by a significant amount, and the last batch I bought almost two weeks ago is starting to go bad. Meat-- cripes, I'm a carnivore, and right now the thought of even chicken has me urpy. Most carbs are right out. I might get some long-grain brown rice.
Last night when I got home, Barb had made a DiGiorno mini-pizza and left it on the stove to cool. She came in from outside and admonished me not to eat the pizza on the stove, as it was her dinner. I was amused, and started in: "Look! The pizza fairy came and left a tiny, cooked pizza, just for me!". It was a laugh. I didn't have the heart to tell her that the smell of the pizza was making me want to barf.
Odd side-effect: this will be the lightest that I've been in CONvergence history. Not necessarily the best shape-- that would probably be last year-- but the least weight. That's not exactly earth-shattering since I'm still beyond the carrying capacity of most Ikea furniture, but it is a positive note. Downside is that I am... well, droopy. And I'll be in the hot tub a lot. My vanity, it does suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, as well as the inevitable pull of gravity.
I won't be at my first milestone weight. I didn't expect to be, I'm thinking that's more an end-of-the-year target. We'll see how it goes, but I'm pretty happy with the progress so far.
I just wish food was happier.