Positive stuff--No, really

So, this was going to be a letter to my scale, which does not budge.  But it's going to be something else.  Some good news.

I got turned down for life insurance, and it really made me mad.  But such is life.  I haven't been focused on dropping weight for a while now.  I've had a lot going on.  I haven't gone insane or anything, and I have not gained (which is a win in my world).  But I'm working more now.  I'm eating a little cleaner.  I'm moving more (walking to the train, committing to working out more regularly).  I feel pretty good. 

I'm getting looks occasionally from women on the street.  This is kind of cool.  I know what this looks like because--well, I just do.  They aren't really lingering looks.  They are glances.  But they're there.  I like it, even though I am not on the market in any sense. 

Yesterday a friend I haven't seen in a while came over.  "Hello, skinny!" she said.  Who me?  But that was fun.

Today, I had a really nice experience at the clothing store.  I've needed some khakis for a while now.  I'm kind of particular sometimes, and I wanted a particular color (shade, really).  He showed me a stack of folded pants, said of some pairs, "These are too small, and these are too big."  The too big ones?  My size.  I told him.  "Really?  You sure?"

Well not really.  I haven't tried on clothes in a while.  I've been on the cusp of a lower size, too.  And as you probably know, not all clothes marked with the same size are really the same size.  But I tried on a smaller size and they fit.  Amazing.  And I bought a linen suit, too.  I've been wanting a summer suit.

Here's what I think.  I'm shrinking.  I kind of wish I'd been tracking measurements.  I really would like another twenty pounds to go away this summer.  That would put me solidly into the lower size.  (I know size is just a number, but the selection sure gets better as you get smaller.) 

Primarian

So after several days, nearly a week, here's what I have to say about eating Primarian.  I am rarely ravenous.  Mostly I get hungry enough to realize it's dinner time.  This is good.  I don't know if I feel better physically by getting rid of most flour-based carbs.  Stay tuned for that.  What I do know is that it's really, really hard to get enough calories if you're a large person, as I am.

I believe that you should eat at least your BMR.  Mine is around 2600.  If I were in a coma, the hospital would give me 2600 calories of something, just to keep me alive.  This week, I have eaten a lot of protein, fruits, and vegetables.  At least 1.5 ounces of walnuts and/or almonds a day, too.  And frozen yogurt with frozen fruit (so glad to have rediscovered frozen fruit.  I have had a very hard time hitting 2600.  Other than that, I'm good.

I don't want to lose more muscle than necessary on the way down.  That only compromises one's metabolism.  But I do want to lose.  I've seen some movement on the scale.  It's up and down within a week, but it seems to be on the low side.  This is good.  I've sort of revised my goal to losing another 20-25 pounds before the babies come.  I can do that, right?  August?  That would get me solidly in the xxl range.  I would like this.  It opens up a whole new set of options for buying clothes.  Most mainstream places have xxl clothes for men.

The thing I've decided to do is eat more dairy than would constitute a strictly primarian diet.  Milk is part of farm culture, and there's pretty good evidence that adults shouldn't be drinking or eating dairy anyway.  But it's a decent source of decent calories, so I'm going to stick with it.  Low fat versions, of course, to stay away from saturated fats.  But yeah, I'm keeping that. 

This week I've been around 2300 calories a day.   We'll see how that goes.  My fantasy is that all this protein combined with some weight lifting will keep my muscle where it is.  Cross your fingers.