Another month of SCD passed too quickly. Weight loss not as good as I’d wanted, minor increase followed by stagnation for 2 weeks.
This was mainly due to not performing exercise as I’d planned (maintained walking 30 miles a week). Lack of energy is an excuse, but the effect on willpower is undeniable; Averaging only one session a week. My cause wasn’t helped by discovering how to procure Krispy Kreme donuts, opting to demolish a tray of 12 in two days…
|Wk 9-12||Weight Kg||Notes|
|Before||78.7||Another notch up the belt, slide both hands down trousers|
|After||77.4||34″ trouser waist|
While the numeric loss is pretty poor at 1.3 Kg, moving from 36″ to 34″ is an important personal milestone. I’d last been 34″ when I was eating fast food every day. Being on your feet 7 to 12 hours means you can eat a horse, metaphorical not the Tesco kind, and not gain weight. Had a nice reward, finding a new pair of 501’s bought just before starting out on the road to lardy-ville.
Having reached the 10% goal and being tantalizingly close to 10 Kg loss, I’m not going to stop yet. To correct this months biggest issue, I’ll consider an EC stack, ECA minus the A as aspirin and empty stomach isn’t a smart idea. Hopefully that will be enough to keep me exercising, but I’m pretty confident of surpassing last months losses, due to a new weapon in my SCD…
drum roll Post cheat day fasting. Reading around on a variety of SCD blogs and forums, I came across the idea of fasting – not something I jumped at! The logic is, you’ve been stuffing your face on cheat day and it’s side effect that you don’t make any loss for a couple of days afterwards. So why not give yourself a head start or reset into the next week. Cravings for carbs should be low as you’ve had them within the same time-frame, but the effect on the body is greatly reduced. Some suggest the body benefits in other ways, that a break from the digestion workload allows for a higher degree of internal cleansing (that’s clear pee, not getting kinky with water-jets and vacuums).
I really didn’t think I’d last beyond mid afternoon, but almost time for bed and the hunger pangs have only just started to become annoying. Cooking dinner for others wasn’t a problem either!
Guess I should stop writing this and go to bed, or I’ll be online masticating to pictures of iced donuts.