In my last post I said that diet and exercise don’t work.
I have tried both diet and exercise. Then I don’t get any of the benefits of the exercise. I’m hungry constantly, more than I am on the diet alone, distracted by the hunger, stressed because I can’t work, and generally down on myself for having such a hard time with it. Eventually I quit both, which of course means that it doesn’t work because I’m not able to keep doing it.
I haven’t tried that particular strategy very often, by the way. Making every waking moment miserable is not a hobby I care to cultivate.
A week of eating differently
If you had told me, oh, three weeks ago that I was going to wake up every morning and cook breakfast I would have told you that you were nuts. But that’s what I did.
On February 25th I decided to make some dietary changes. Not “go on a diet,” which I believe to be a fool’s game, but to change the way I eat and see if that made me feel any better. My changes:
Now, strictly speaking I didn’t go “low-carb,” I just brought carbs down to a more reasonable level. The results were almost immediate:
Many more things seem possible now that I am less oppressed by existential ennui.
The next step, I think, is to keep a food journal — keep track of what I eat and how it makes me feel afterwards.