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The Fat Diaries

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The Fat Diaries is written by a 52-year-old man who works for a consulting firm as a software product manager. He lives with his wife, his 16-year-old son, and two dogs. He enjoys reading, listening to and playing music, running, politics, Burning Man, and watching independent films.
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How I Lost 20 Pounds in Six Weeks (And How You Can Too)

For those of you who have followed my blog this year, you will recognize the number 234. This is the weight I was stuck at despite a random mess of different diets along with heavy exercise. Today, my weight is 214. How'd I do it? For those of you who are struggling with weight, I offer some tips:
08/16/2012 05:42 EDT
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How I Lost 16 Pounds in Three Weeks

It's been three weeks on the Lindora diet and I've lost 16 pounds. The diet is easy to comply with because it's well structured, there aren't a lot of options, and I'm a creature of habit so I can get down with eating roughly the same things over and over. Here's my daily meal plan.
07/29/2012 11:47 EDT
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I'm Losing Weight -- Why You Gotta Hate?

Another stellar week on the Lindora weight-loss plan -- in two weeks I've lost 14.2 pounds. I've been learning a lot about myself but I've also been learning a lot about you, dear readers. Some of you get seriously crabby upon reading about other people's weight loss. Last week's blog where I wrote about losing 7.2 pounds had a lot of tomatoes thrown at it in the Comments section.
07/23/2012 11:57 EDT

How I Lost 7.2 Pounds in a Week

I've lost the weight using the Lindora plan and virtually no gimmicks. There are no magic pills. If you are compliant with this plan you too will lose A LOT of weight -- quickly. I am eating very small portions of protein for every meal. I am drinking 80 ounces of water and also taking potassium and fibre supplements. Oh, and every day I get a shot.
07/16/2012 12:02 EDT

Pick A Diet, Shut Up and Stay On It

Let me direct your attention to this interesting study from the New England Journal of Medicine. This study compared the results of four different types of common diets.Anyway, the results are fascinating in that they aren't so fascinating really. Guess which group lost the most weight?
07/08/2012 11:06 EDT

Week 16: Can I Have My (Birthday) Cake and Lose Weight Too?

My family is, indeed, taking me out to my favourite restaurant. I will enjoy myself and eat/drink moderately. But I am also working out at least five days a week. And tomorrow I'll carve out extra time, enough to run 10K, just for insurance. I am 53 years old and I weigh 231.6 pounds. I never want to weigh more than that ever again.
05/25/2012 09:50 EDT

Week 15: When the #$%^ to Fit in a Workout?!

I've decided to make a bold move. I blotted out two hours from my schedule in the middle of the day. I set Outlook for "Out of Office" during these chunks of time and it took about two weeks for everyone who needs to schedule time with me to settle and react. Today I remembered to bring a comb. It's the little things you need to plan for.
05/15/2012 12:05 EDT

Week 14: It's Only One Pound but I'll Celebrate it

So it occurs to me, how does one celebrate a small achievement like losing a pound? There are always a steady stream of stories about people who continue to endure day after day with so much more pain and suffering. And here I am, some schmuck who -- wooptie doo -- lost one freakin' pound.
05/07/2012 10:58 EDT

Week 13: The Number That Haunts Me Like a Cheeseburger

This morning I got on the scale expecting to show my blog peeps a seriously fantastico number. I stepped on the scale and closed my eyes. The entire blog that I wanted to write suddenly flashed before my eyes. And then I opened my eyes and I saw -- OH C'MON! Seriously?
04/24/2012 11:55 EDT

Week 12: The Count Of Monte Cristo Sandwich

My friend "T" always talks about how once a year he enjoys re-reading The Count of Monte Cristo -- which describes a man who is wrongly imprisoned and then makes a daring escape. T. is also a prisoner inside his own head. He suffered a traumatic head injury. What does this have to do with diet and exercise? Everything.
04/08/2012 11:46 EDT
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Week 11: Stairway To Hell

I recently found myself at the base of the famed Exorcist Steps in Georgetown, D.C. I started up the first 20 of 97 and thought "Ha! Look at me! I'm as graceful as a salmon leaping upstream." Then, on the 21st step, something kicked in and I started thinking very harsh thoughts about your mother.
04/03/2012 12:07 EDT

Week 10: Can a Caveman Diet Work in the 21st Century?

Thanks to several commenters, I've been seriously pondering the Paleo diet. But how will this work with my business travel three days a week? The fact is, Joe's Grass-Fed Meats and Biff's Farm-Fresh Salmon are not restaurants at my local airport.
03/26/2012 09:00 EDT

Week 9: Climbing Back on the Diet Wagon

You start a diet, you do moderately well, and then you completely fall off the wagon at a bar mitzvah party. By the end of the evening you find yourself up on a moral's charge involving two underage slices of cake. Worse, a week later, you learn that that one night of debauchery has cost you an entire week's worth of weight loss.
03/20/2012 09:49 EDT

Week Eight: And Then There was Cake...

I remember eating -- let's not be polite here -- I was STUFFING a second piece of cake in my mouth, drunk out of my skull. "Jesus, that's good!" I exclaimed to the Bar Mitzvah guests. I was literally sliding the whole piece in like it was on a conveyer belt.
03/12/2012 04:26 EDT

Checking Reality Instead of Weight

Last week I threw a conniption fit because baby couldn't have a Cinnabon. That was a fun blog to write but reading it days later I felt pangs of shame. Is this really the worst thing in my life right now that I have to exercise some self-control around my food intake?
03/05/2012 11:33 EST

Week Six: This is a Diet. Not a Lifestyle.

The notion that I can unfold a paper clip, stick the tip into my brain, and press the RESET button that will make me go cuckoo for Brussels' sprouts is insane. I will never change into a spa-cuisine kind of eater. I will never choose edamame over taters. This is a diet and it sucks.
02/28/2012 12:11 EST

Week Five: These Numbers Mean Nil

Last Monday I weighed in at 234.4 and by Wednesday, I was at 231.6. Yes! A three-pound drop! By Friday I weighed myself and saw -- gasp! -- 237.4! I had gained six pounds! Christ on a stick, what happened? These numbers hold no true value when taken out of context.
02/20/2012 04:51 EST
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Week Four: I Miss Exercise. There, I Said It.

It's been a week since my last run and I miss it. And so, my fellow geeks, even if by this admission I am humiliated and asked to take the Walk Of Shame, I want you all to know one thing: As I take the perp walk towards exile, as you all turn your backs from me, I shall look at your fat and lumpy asses and think "Suck it, boys."
02/13/2012 01:29 EST
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Week Three: Dropping Pounds Without Dropping Sugars

When my blood sugar takes a dive like the 1919 Chicago White Sox, my reptilian brain takes over. I can feel my temperature rise, my guts start to shake, and I jump out of bed to take a reading to confirm just how low it is. Next, fix it. It's easy as pie (yummmm, pie). Get. Sugar. Now.
02/06/2012 01:26 EST
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Week Two: The Devil is a Margarita

That margarita would've been a gateway drug straight to the chips, the salty chips a gateway to the spicy salsa (tongue: "hot, hot, hot"), and that would've recapitulated us right back to the ice-cold margarita. Each gulp fantastically starting the cycle again. Nope. No margarita for Fat Boy.
01/30/2012 12:12 EST