If youíre looking for story telling, youíve come to the wrong place.
(go here instead: www.gutenberg.org
If Iíd been in Scheherezadeís place, that Arabian nights book would have been a heck of a lot shorter, maybe a week before the sultan got bored and went ďOff with his head!Ē. So itís a probably a good thing this web site doesnít demand that I keep it entertained, since I might not have made it to this, a 1001th day since I joined up.
You know something? I still donít know how I feel about this place. That many days, and Iíve probably spent as much or more time on here than I have on any site other than facebook (yes, I am a victim of timesucks). And for all that, am I healthier than I was when I started? Heck if I know (HIIK). I weigh a few pounds less, 6.2, which translates roughly to 100 ounces, or .1 ounce per day Iíve been on here. Not exactly what you call a spectacular rate of reduction. But as I blogged not too long ago, that number masks trends that, to put it mildly, ainít good right now.
Then again, I am still poking my head in here, and making some semblance of an effort. And this site and its assorted and collective wisdoms were absolutely instrumental in helping the too sadly temporary 16.2% weight loss in the first 18 months I was here. And not really to blame for the 15.9% gain since.
I suspect Iím still here, and here as often as I am largely due to the blc challenges and its dictates, but more for the people Iíve gotten to know through that channel. Without that anchor (and I donít use that as a pejorative), I might have gotten bored and drifted off, especially when the scale turned evil again.
Then again, maybe I would have reached a point, not unlike the one Iím very near right now, where I just had to declare that Iíd had enough (of myself, really), and was rededicating myself toÖummmÖ.me. Starting over, hitting the reset button, and being more active, and actively concerned with those steps which helped me lose the weight that made it so that I, despite all the weight Iíve re-gained in the past year, still havenít reached the all time high blubber mark, and even though Iíve skated a perilously fine line near it, havenít crossed back into twoterville officially. Not having stepped on a scale in three days, I might well make a mockery of that statement in the morning. But Iíd deal with it. And move on.
So thereís the idea anyway. Itís not quite a plan. And I suspect Iíll be very annoyed by the timesuck it takes to start tracking stuff on here again, however intermittently, and be annoyed by getting sore from using the hotel fitness room more, despite whatever injury I might subject myself to next. But the stuff Iíve been doing the last year and change sure as heck hasnít been working, and I owe myself better.
For whatís it worth, this semi-re-starting-thingy is partly inspired by the re-appearance of Punky100 on this site. So, uh, if it works, thanks, and if it doesnít, ITíS ALL YOUR FAULT!