Al Afirmar Que Soy Perdidor Es Algo Bueno--When Claiming Soy Perdidor Is A Good Thing
Entry 1 I am not that guy who takes before and after pictures when I am trying to lose weight. Truth is, I have rarely ever tried to lose weight. We didn't ever own a scale until Jenny had to try and put on weight because the cancer, taking all her caloric input, had turned her into Flat Stanley. When I started walking when Jenny was ill, it was to keep my sanity, to work off stress. I ended up working off 40 lbs in a few months and kept it off until Jenny was close to death--when the comfort food was everywhere and all I wanted, and when I honed my already supernatural ability to slack into a superpower. Matt planting a Western Red Cedar in July. I have had times in my life when I was over 190. I've had a time in my life when I was over 200 lbs. But mostly, I have a resting weight of around 180--well too heavy, rather unsurprising given the recalcitrance of my pancreas to process sugar. In general I shed weight quickly, but aside from exercise and caloric monitoring,...