Friday, August 06, 2010
A lot of people have problems with emotional eating. I never thought that was the problem - I just liked to eat. I was chubby in grade school, slimmed down and spread out in high school (captain of the football team and shot put and discus in track) gained a little in college, and then slowly gained and gained. Our kids watched an old video I had made demonstrating the hardware in the Swimmer Defense program when I was in my thirties, and asked "who is that?" My wife had to tell them that the skinny guy with lots of hair was "That's your dad!" We would lose some weight from time to time, but it always came back, with dividends.
Part of the problem was that when you're working 12 hours a day six days a week you get so tired you feel as if you're going to die. Food makes you feel better. Too much food is even better yet.
Another part is when you're not working that many hours, but you put in 9 or 10 hours at top speed, you end up totally wiped out. Stopping for two or three beers at the local tavern is like having "the elixir of life" poured down your throat. Then you go home and eat everything in sight. I usually didn't eat lunch because I was too busy.
I remember losing 100 pounds in 19 80, from 303 on 1 February to 202 just before Christmas. Then I bought a pound of peanut brittle for the holiday, something I had never eaten before. After that, the weight slowly came back again, until I was around 290 when I retired. Part of it was stress, but mostly I just liked to eat.
After I retired, we lived in a travel trailer full time. Home is where you park it. Part of the entertainment is eating out, and we averaged about two meals out every day. Full timers love to eat in "all you can eat" joints, and even Livingston Texas has a rib joint you wouldn't believe, hidden out in the woods. By 1999 I was in the 330's range, and my significant emotional event came after we spent a month in Door County, in Wisconsin. I was in the habit of taking Harry with me to get a newspaper in the morning, wherever we were. Sometimes it was a mile round trip, and other times more or less. In door county, we were all the way at the back of the campground, and the paper box was across the street in front of the campground. The truck trip odometer told me that it was a mile one way, which was fine with Harry. I didn't walk fast, but also didn't have any trouble walking to get the paper every morning.
There was a path that ran into the woods close to our trailer, and came out near the front of the campground. One day I decided to give Harry a treat and take the nature trail, which he always liked, so we went into the path at our trailer's end. It went on and on and on, until we finally came out up front. We didn't take the path back.
It turned out that door county gets sixty or seventy feet of snow every winter, and that was a snowmobile path, not a walking path. My knee hurt that night, but I kept walking on it for another day or so. It eventually got so bad that I couldn't sleep at night, and all my searches on the internet came up with only two things (other than surgery) that might help - glucosamine and chondroitin sulphates (50 per cent success for the knee, no help for the back) and lose weight. It is amazing how many doctors had told me to lose weight over the years, and how many medical web sites had that tip, but it finally sank in.
With that emotional event, I very reluctantly started the "Live Longer Now" book (Nathan Pritikin) approach - no sugar, no salt, no fat, no cholesterol, no caffeine, and rove (walk or jog). I no longer had the book from the 1970's, but I remembered the approach. When something hurts enough to keep you from sleeping, you eventually get desperate, so I started with both things I could do, take the pills, and eat right.
And it did work, for a while, until I started passing blood. I was down 70 pounds. When that happened, I got off the track, but that's another story. The significant emotional event got me started. Staying on track is a different problem, and that's for another time.
Thursday, August 05, 2010
After I walked the dogs today I spent about 40 minutes total replacing three pickets in Rob's fence. While I was there I notice two more loose boards which had never had a screw added and fastened them back on. One of them was completely loose at all three cross pieces, just standing there with all the nails rusted away. The fence that belongs with this house is twice as thick with overlapping pickets, thicker supports, and bigger nails - probably galvanized because it is older than his fence and still completely intact. I thought about spraying it with waterproofing several times, but never did it and now I think it's a shame that I didn't at least do Rob's.
It has rained here - eight tenths of an inch Sunday, four tenths of an inch Monday, four tenths Tuesday, two tenths Wednesday, and 8 tenths of an inch again today. It rained really hard while we were having a TOPS meeting, but was over by the time Bill and I left.
Today's paper says we had 1.28 inches of rain so far this month, which would only be good until some time yesterday, but still less than the amount we actually have received here at our house. The official measurement is taken at the Tampa International Airport, which is 20 miles from here, and the typical rain pattern is a coverage of a lot of separate thunderstorms which may or may not hit any particular area. In general the total over a long time is fairly accurate, but I recall times when the power was out for days and they had serious flooding in St. Petersburg and we just had a little rain. Other times we seemed to have a lot of rain every day, and the paper said there had been hardly any. It took me five years in one spot, but I finally bought a rain gauge just out of curiosity.
The good news is the drought is gone, finally.
Wednesday, August 04, 2010
In 2004, the year we bought this house, four hurricanes hit Florida. Charlie and Ivan were both headed straight for Tampa Bay with 155 MPH winds, but Charlie turned right and Ivan turned left. One of the others hit the east coast, came all the way across the state, and still had 70 MPH winds when it got here. I don't think that's still a hurricane, but it was like a serious thunderstorm, and it blew down our neighbor's fence, which separated our yards. One of the attractions that the BW likes was a six foot privacy fence completely surrounding the back yard, and without Rob's fence, it wasn't private anymore.
Rob said he had just replaced the fence on the other side, but didn't have any money for this side, so I told him that I had money but not a way to bring the material home. After a little nagging, he borrowed a trailer and we went to Home Depot and bought enough fence panels to replace the fence. It turned out that he bought the thinner stock that matched the other side of his yard, and we reused the fence posts because they had just been pulled out of the ground and were still sound. He insisted on leaving the attaching spikes sticking up about three fourths of an inch and mounting the panels level, even though the ground slanted about three inches for each panel. That meant that Harry and Gracie could easily dig out, so I put railroad ties and landscape timbers along the bottom of his fence.
Then we got reclaimed water, which is essentially just pond water here, and I had an irrigation system put in. Six years later Rob's fence is in bad shape - the pickets keep coming loose at the top, the bottom, and in the middle. In the beginning I just nailed them back up, but they would come loose again. Eventually I started using primed 1 3/8 inch wallboard screws, which hold just fine. One screw instead of two nails really holds things in place.
The trouble is, some of the fence is weted every time the irrigation system does it's thing. The fence is coming apart where the irrigation water doesn't hit, but it's more worn where it does. Where the screws have been used in the middle and the top, or the middle and the bottom, the pickets have bowed out a couple of inches, and the privacy fence isn't private any more. Not only that, it looks funny, and one of his fence posts have rotted off, which I can't fix because it's on his side of the fence.
I can replace the bowed pickets, however, and today I went to home depot and bought six pickets. When I got home, the battery in my 18 volt drill was sort of weak. The last time I put screws in the fence I ran an extension cord out and used a hammer drill and a deck tool, which is a big drill geared down 6 to 1. The hammer drill for a pilot hole, and the deck tool to drive the screws. It turned out I didn't really need a pilot hole, which is also the case with the battery drill when the battery is fully charged.
Because I'm clean right now, and because I'm going to a Kiwanis meeting in a couple of hours, I decided to charge both batteries for the cordless drill and just take on the fence after my walk tomorrow. I already had a little sweat from storing and moving stuff in the garage, and I didn't feel like stretching the extension cords and digging out another drill. Tomorrow both the original battery and the spare will be killers.
Tuesday, August 03, 2010
I rolled out this morning, let the dogs out and fed them, and made it to Tiffany's Restaurant before seven, which gave me plenty of time to set up the room. There was a fair amount of discussion over the Ozona Elementary pancake supper because it is happening in October, after we are supposedly merged with Tarpon Springs, and also because it happens on a Friday night, early, and our tow truck won't be back to move the trailer on their time-table. Tom was going to check with the principal to see if the Sheriff's Department has agreed to put on the Bike Rodeo on that date, and we'll discuss it with the Tarpon Springs group tomorrow night. I'm going to get there early and get a view seat. The last time I had my back to the water.
We had 0.8 inches of rain Sunday after dark, and another 0.4 inches last night after dark. I got rained on a little in the afternoon, but it wasn't serious until later. Today there was some sun in the morning, but it's cloudy now and looking pretty grim. It's pretty miserable when the temperature is in the mid ninety's and the humidity is high. Every time I got out of the car my classes turned solid white, and I had to take them off to see until I could get into a building (which is always air conditioned around here).
Annie and Jerzy are in Warsaw now. We had an e-mail from Annie, and it sounds like Jerzy is having fun showing Annie his college and all the places he remembers from his youth. She is impressed with the buildings' architecture, the King's summer palace, etc. Says the US Embassy looks very plain compared to the rest of the city.
I'm at 671 calories now, so I shouldn't have any problem today.
I need to put a battery in a wall clock and do some other chores, so this is all you get for three points.
Monday, August 02, 2010
I took the dogs for a walk first today, in case I had trouble. I did have trouble, because when they crossed their leashes I couldn't see to untwist them, so I made them heel most of the time. That went OK, as did the solo walk afterward. I think my feet will hold up.
Later I did the Spark thing, then finished the Kiwanis books, checked everything against everything else, and printed 10 copies of the August Profit and Loss statement for the board meeting tomorrow.
After that I was going to Ace Hardware, but the BW wanted some Superglue Jell and hadn't been able to find it at a drug store, so she came along. We went to five places and really economized on the travel. First the Sherrif's Ranch to give them a tea pot and big bag, then Walgreen's, but they didn't have the Gel either, then Ace Hardware, where I got a little plastic glazing to reinforce a frame I'm making and also got a free bag of popcorn, and she got what she wanted (on sale) and a bunch of other stuff that looked good. Then we went to Staples, where I got three binders, and finally to Sweetbay, where I dropped off two bags of grocery bags in the recycle box, then bought bread and a 12 pack of Old Milwaukee. We did a lot of travelling in a loop, and only spent about 30 dollars.
After that I just read a book, ate 12 cups of popcorn and drank two O'douls, and had soup for supper even though I wasn't hungry. With a little apple crisp it all came out to 1712 calories, which is almost at my target. I was looking good in almost all of the food components they measure. The bad one was sodium, and I don't know why.
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