Really busy - so here are the numbers.
No commentary this time.
| Week 4 | ||||
|---|---|---|---|---|
| What | Now | This Week | Total Change | Notes |
| Weight: | 166 | -4 | -15 | I’ll take it! |
| Waist: | 37.5 | 1- | -3.5 | Yo-Yo |
| % Body Fat: | 28.28 | -0.10 | -4.955 | |

Really busy - so here are the numbers.
No commentary this time.
| Week 4 | ||||
|---|---|---|---|---|
| What | Now | This Week | Total Change | Notes |
| Weight: | 166 | -4 | -15 | I’ll take it! |
| Waist: | 37.5 | 1- | -3.5 | Yo-Yo |
| % Body Fat: | 28.28 | -0.10 | -4.955 | |

Technorati is being a little bitch.
it refuses to put my posts in the “The-Diet” group despite my tagging of my posts in the appropriate manner.
The Elitist bastard of an application is determined to keep my OUT of the social support group.
I hope you like my latest tag Technorati.

Well it’s the end of week three, and again I have made a little progress.
This was a hard week.
I traveled a lot for business and ended up eating poorly.
For about two and half days the only times I had to eat were before the next plane boarded.
So fast food was in the equation this week.
But although I was eating poorly - I wasn’t eating much.
Here are the numbers.
| Week 3 | ||||
|---|---|---|---|---|
| What | Now | This Week | Total Change | Notes |
| Weight: | 170 | -3 | -11 | I’ll take it… |
| Waist: | 38.5 | +0.5 | -2.5 | WTF????… |
| % Body Fat: | 28.33 | -0.045 | -4.955 | larger waist - lower weight = more gelatinous person |

Well it’s the end of week two, and I have made a little progress.
Not as much as week one, but I didn’t follow the plan as strictly this week so ANY progress is good.
I was a little worried I’d lose nothing - or worse gain.
Here are the numbers.
| Week 2 | ||||
|---|---|---|---|---|
| What | Now | This Week | Total Change | Notes |
| Weight: | 173 | -2 | -8 | not bad for a bad week… |
| Waist: | 38 | -0.5 | -3 | forward progress… |
| % Body Fat: | 28.375 | -0.765 | -4.955 | I’m still carrying 49 lbs of goo… |
Another week with zero exercise, but this time also some mild cheating.

I’m not sure how many of you are following the news recently about the contaminants in drinking water across the country but here’s a two second summary.
Paraphrased from CNN.com:
A vast array of pharmaceuticals — including antibiotics, anti-convulsants, mood stabilizers and sex hormones — have been found in the drinking water supplies across the country.
People take pills. Their bodies absorb some of the medication, but the rest of it passes through and is flushed down the toilet. The wastewater is treated before it is discharged into reservoirs, rivers or lakes. Then, some of the water is cleansed again at drinking water treatment plants and piped to consumers. But most treatments do not remove all drug residue.
Recently CNN.com had a map that showed the findings per state.
Indiana had one contaminant.
Caffeine.
Sorry Indiana that was probably me.
(thank God I buy my water - never thought I’d say that)
In my day I’ve ingested enough caffeine to turn Eeyore into an olympic athlete.
The level of my addiction was severe.
I’ve been quoted many times saying that if they ever make caffeine illegal I’d have to move to Canada.
I spoke lovingly of drug and made sure it was always within arms reach.
I managed to turn the tide recently though as part of my “Doug 2.0″ project.
I’m very happy to say that caffeine no longer has a hold on me.
I still feel it’s pull every now and then.
And occasionally the last vestiges of it’s empire in my brain throws a withdrawal headache at me… the worst is behind me though and I’m marching on to new and exciting phases of Doug 2.0
but ah… sorry about the water supply thing.

Ok so it’s Monday.
Today for breakfast I had two VERY TINY pieces of pumpkin bread.
I couldn’t bring myself to eat the fruit that accompanied it.
And for lunch I had two stuffed pasta shells.
I couldn’t bring myself to eat the cauliflower salad that came with it.
So I figured I had MAYBE 400 calories.
And I think that’s way overboard.
Being hungry though was the result.
And I’ve been craving a cookie for days.
a REAL cookie.
And so…
This afternoon I went to Au Bon Pain and got a chocolate chip cookie.
According to their website the chocolate chip cookie is 260 calories.
OMG!
So…
400 + 260 = 660 which leaves me 540 for dinner tonight.
Doable.
I hope my little divergence doesn’t come back to bite me in the ass.
We’ll see come Friday.

Well it’s the end of week one, and I have made a little progress.
I was helped a bit by being sick I think.
I actually had to MAKE myself eat this week as my appetite just wasn’t there.
(still not exactly normal either)
But anyway here are the numbers.
| Week 1 | ||||
|---|---|---|---|---|
| What | Now | This Week | Total Change | Notes |
| Weight: | 175 | -6 | -6 | it’s a start… |
| Waist: | 38.5 | -2.5 | -2.5 | wow hope that’s not a fluke |
| % Body Fat: | 29.14 | -4.19 | -4.19 | that seems too good for one week? |
For a week with zero exercise I’ll take it.

So as I struggle on through the new health initiative I thought I’d share with you some of the break through realizations that made come to terms with my situation.
And the need to change it.
10) Found myself on the couch watching “America’s Biggest Loser” with a bag of Cheese puffs.
9) Caught myself flipping myself off as I walked past a mirror.
8 ) Photos of my prior self indicate I was pretty happy then.
7) I have one pair of pants that don’t act as a tourniquet.
6) Ethan’s first words may be something like “why does DADDY get more cookies then?”
5) My wife recently handed me a picture and said “I was trying to figure out who I was with.. I didn’t even recognize you!”
4) …Nether did I
3) There are people on America’s Biggest Loser now that weigh less than me.
2) There are people on America’s Biggest Loser now that wear smaller jeans than me.
1) When I started and measured my girth… I matched my pregnant wife.

So I’m a little under the weather this weekend.
So is Ethan.
We’re both just drained and sickly.
Poor Ethan has expelled enough snot to fill his skull twice over.
But even in times of sickness sometimes there’s a moment of Zen.
This morning Ethan crawled up on the couch I was laying on and laid down with me.
We laid there watching cartoons. Just Ethan and Daddy.
It was the coolest thing ever.
Suddenly I felt much better and hoped he would stay there all morning.
He didn’t of course.
He’s not really himself unless he’s climbing something that he shouldn’t be climbing.
But for a while it was a perfect moment.
It reminds me of a memory I have of my Dad.
I was older than Ethan but it’s one of the earlier memories that has stuck with me.
Dad came home from teaching and I crawled up in his chair and we sat there watching looney tunes.
I still remember he was wearing a blue shirt with goldish paisleys on it. For some reason that was my favorite shirt of his.
I can still smell the Old Spice after shave.
And then I asked him what his favorite cartoon was.
The Road Runner.
Wow my Dad liked cartoons!
I had a new respect for the Road Runner from that point on.
That too was a moment of zen.