Paging Dr. Freud!

The psychology of this whole weight loss process continues to amaze me, and yet I continue to learn more and more.

After feeling as low as I've felt in a long time (see back a couple of posts), things are back on more of an even keel as I wage war on my waistline. Up and down. Down and up. I suppose it's going to be like this for a long while.

But what was most interesting was the visit from my parents this weekend.

Getting together with them is always fun, especially since I don't get to see them but a few times each year. And the routine in the past has always included huge dinners - mostly eating out when we're down here, usually a big home-cooked meal from mom when we travel to West Virginia.

So when they came down this weekend, dad and I spent Saturday together while the women shopped (for more than 10 hours, mind you). And while we were out, being together was almost an excuse to over eat.

I, at least, tried to stay within the confines of my diet. But I'm sure I ate too much. Dad, on the other hand, cheated more than a few times. And laughed about it.

Remember, he's the one with the more serious health issues.

That mindset has to change. On both our parts.

As for this week's weigh-in, I'm going to guess that I've overdone it and haven't lost anything. If so, that will be two weeks in a row, and I'm not getting anywhere that way.

We'll see. But somehow, someway, I've got to toughen up.

Enough is enough.

Weekend Test Coming

I get a major test this weekend.

We are heading back home to West Virginia early Saturday morning to surprise my dad by being at his 60th birthday party. It will be good to see him again, because as many of you know it's because of his health issues that I decided to finally start working on my weight problem.

Dad got a week head start on me, and he's lost 36 pounds in the first seven weeks. So that can be nothing but good news.

But we are going to be having his party at a local steak house. There will be cake and ice cream served. And one of my favorite pizza joints in the world is located there, too (they also make a killer steak sandwich). The temptations will be all around, to be sure.

However, I'm trying to remind myself that those temptations are going to be a daily issue for the rest of my life - just like they have been for the previous 40 years.

On the positive side, I've had more and more people begin to tell me they can notice I've dropped weight. That's nice to hear.

But we're just getting started.

Another Positive Week!

Been wrapped up with work and family stuff, so I didn't get to update the blog over the last few days. But today was weigh-in day, and I hit the scales before heading off to the radio show.

The result?

Lost another five pounds. That's 29 total in six weeks.

And this week was interesting. Whereas two weeks ago I knew I was in trouble, and last week I felt good about things, this week I really didn't know what to think. So, I guess maybe it's my own uncertainty or insecurity I've got to overcome.

Positive results will help where that's concerned, no question about it.

So, here's the running scorecard:

Week 1 - 9 pounds
Week 2 - 3 pounds
Week 3 - 3 pounds
Week 4 - 0 pounds
Week 5 - 9 pounds
Week 6 - 5 pounds

And as always, thanks for all the emails and calls of support.

Sleepy Saturday

Well, I've found one surefire way to avoid food temptations today.

Sleep.

What a wonderful day. Get up late, take an early nap. Recharge the batteries and not eat all at the same time. Sounds like a plan. The Dan Scott Sleep Diet. Book signing coming soon to your town.

Ahh, but now that it's over it's time to get ready for work. Another basketball pregame show at Wingin' It this afternoon. I have allowed myself a few wings on each of these shows. Would be better if they weren't deep fried, obviously, but otherwise they fit into my low-carb plan.

Oh, and I don't know where this falls on the good/bad scale from a time standpoint, but I was proud of myself for at least the choice I made last night. Getting extremely hungry at around 9:30 p.m., rather than cave in or even reach for a handful of sugar-free cookies, I had a bowl of salad.

This remains a work in progress, and no, I haven't gotten myself on a regimented time schedule of any sort. But what I'm doing seems to be working.

Now I just have to get the proper mindset in place to begin the exercise portion of this project.

Easier said than done.