When Rick and I got together, I had been a pescatarian, meaning a vegetarian who was still eating sea creatures, but had recently started to eat land creatures again. my reasons for taking up eating meat again were largely social, but when Rick and I moved in together, since I worked and he did not, we agreed that he would do the majority of the meal preparation and domestic duties. In return, I promised him that I would eat whatever he prepared. Well, Rick’s idea of dinner is a solidly midwestern one, a largish meat dish, with some form of potato, and boiled vegetables. And dessert every night.
So, three years later, and I easily gained forty pounds. Now, I don’t blame him for this, after all, I’m the one who ate these large meals and portions, and did little or nothing to exercise the pounds away. Back in 1996, I weighed 260 svelte pounds, and now I’m up to an (in my mind) ungainly 380ish. My knees and ankles (my poor ankles) are truly uncomfortable, sometimes pained, and I don’t like the way I look. I don’t feel guilty about it, or ashamed, but I am doing something about it.
As of January 1, 2003, I went back to being a pescatarian. My bicycle is repaired and being ridden. I can already notice a loosening of my clothing. I’m going to update this journal and my personal website with the details of my journey. http://www.paulbrown.net/weightloss/ is the URL. I’ll post an update link here periodically.
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