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diet diary, part 6

oh you thought it was over? not so, although october was not a banner month in the battle of the bulge. a combination of vacation and business travel made things a little difficult. but november saw me back on track and saw me taking the first measure of my results. literally. i took my measurements last weekend and was happy to find that i have lost two inches off my chest and hips and three and a half inches off my waist since i first started my diet back in august. another inch across the board and i'll be the same size that i was at fourteen. (i should add that this was not the smallest i have been, but it was the first time i remember measuring myself.

my weight loss has again been getting noticed and i am frequently faced with the question "what are you doing to lose the weight?" the answer, that i'm paying careful attention to calories and portins and i'm not even exercising as much as i should, is greeted with a combination of disbelief and frustration. in a world where people are alienated from the instinct that discerns what is necessary to sustain them, it is assumed that in order to lose a visible amount of weight, i must either be in possession of some magical secret, or that i must be doing something unhealthy.

part of me understands this. i have gone through the frustration f trying to lose weight without understanding the proper method and the time it takes, and have also been left with the sense that those who succeed are in possession of some knowledge that i do not possess. but another part of me wants to point out to these people that it isn't like i burned this off overnight. the weight i've lost has come off gradually over a period of four months (well, three, since i can't really count october). i've consistently been conscious of what i've been eating throughout that time. if that didn't result in weight loss, it would be a sign that i have a medical problem.

the best part of this, as far as i'm concerned, is that the person i see in the mirror is starting to look more like me again. not the me who, for the last few years has been worried about hiding telltale bulges, but the me whose figure i remember feeling good about. the battle continues, but it's easier when you realise you're winning.


I think that getting a decent amount of sleep might have something to do with it too. Have you noticed wether you slept more?
flora_mundi said…
good point. while i definitely sleep more than i did when i was at my insomniac worst, i didn't notice if there was any correlation between sleep anad weight loss. it can't hurt.

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mental health mondays :: where even the depressed ones are happy

this past week saw the publication of the annual world happiness report, a look at nations around the world and how people in each of them feel about their lot in life. i started following this a few years ago, and this year it occurred to me that it would be fun to look at how the happy places compared to the crazy places. i mean, what if those countries aren't really all that happy, but just have an extremely high rate of psychotic/ delusional disorders?

so, i set to work putting together a comparison. as it happens, that's a bit trickier than it sounds, because information on any kind of disability is more difficult to come by than you might think. and no type of disability is more controversial than a mental illness, which means that there are even more complications around definitions, seeking treatment, prognoses, record-keeping... it's hard to tell how reliable anything you're looking at is. [not that there aren't some good sources.]

and what sources there …


i keep seeing this ad for tictac candies:

am i the only one who finds the suicide bomber clown at the end a little unnerving? all the nice natural things like the bunny and the [extinct] woolly mammoth and the fruit get devoured by a trying-to-appear-nonthreatening-but-obviously-psychotic clown who then blows himself up. congratulations, tictac, i think this ad has landed you on about a dozen watch lists.

oh and by the way, showing me that your product will somehow cause my stomach to explode in a rainbow of wtf makes me believe that doing consuming tictacs would be a worse dietary decision than the time i ate two raw eggs and a half a bottle of hot sauce on a dare.

making faces :: a lip for all seasons [summer edition]

this may seem like an odd time to think about summer, but not to think about coolness. it can be hard to wrap your head around the idea that summer is considered "cool" in colour analysis terms and, in my opinion, reads as the coolest of the cool, because everything in it is touched with the same chilly grey. winter may have the coldest colours, but its palette is so vivid that it distracts the eye. everything in summer is fresh and misty, like the morning sky before the sun breaks through. in my original post on the season, i compared it to monet's paintings of waterlilies at his garden in giverny and, if i do say so, i think that's an apt characterisation.

finding lip colours touched with summer grey and blue is, as you might expect, kind of tricky. the cosmetic world seems obsessed with bringing warmth, which doesn't recognise that some complexions don't support it well. [also, different complexions support different kinds of warmth, but that's another…