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BAS: Un-Weighted: Week Two

Topic! Poo! As someone who'd suffered with Irritable Bowel Syndrome symptoms for more than 15 years, I was astonished to have toilet experiences worth singing about, once I started eating regularly, eating healthy foods, and adding Amanda's Famous Colon Blow Muffins and William Shatner All-Bran Bars to my diet. But when I overindulge with rich foods, the nasty stuff comes back. A weekend of delicious, if not supremely nutritious, food has punished me on this Monday morning.

Not much in the gym this past week, but lots of walking. Had a better handle on the food -- for some of the time.

Monday had me in the gym for 20 minutes on the elliptical machine. Dinner was shake 'n bake pork chops, broccoli and brown rice. Tuesday's dinner slips my mind. It may very well have been pizza. I walked to and from work Wednesday -- the first double-shot I can remember since last fall. Burgers and salad for dinner. No. A burger. Thursday was pizza again, as we cleaned the apartment thoroughly in anticipation of Amanda's folks arriving for a weekend visit. Walked home Friday in time for a delicious dinner of rosemary lemon chicken grilled veggies. The diet fell apart over the weekend with donairs on Saturday for lunch, and a trip to excellent candy store Freak Lunchbox. Dinner was a healthy steak, roasted potatoes and cob of corn. Sunday lunch was a club sandwich with fries at the Halifax Alehouse. Dinner was incredible at McKelvie's (Delishes Fishes Dishes). All in all, a wonderful weekend with Amanda's mom and stepdad. I hear they're already planning their next visit!

Daytime lunches were the usual healthy fare, but I'm still caving into treats brought in by other staff. The editor brought in a box of donuts one day, and I ate two of them. Damn, they were good. But who's to say I couldn't have shaved another half-pound off my gut if I had resisted temptation?

On to the tallies ...

Start weight: 220 pounds
Last week: 217
This week: 216

Change: -1Total loss: 4 pounds

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