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The Broken Diet

The one thing, or one of the hundreds of things, that sucks about getting older is that it's harder to maintain the weight from when you were younger.  Metabolism gets slower, people get slower, yet time speeds up.  Time sure is the biggest bitch of them all in the end.

I had tried to lose weight in the past, but with little success.  Not that I was ever "fat" fat, but I was getting sluggish.  That happens when you have a desk job and aren't very active.  But I found the perfect diet almost a month ago, and it's worked like a charm.

Most people when something happens and they need to comfort themselves, tend to eat more, which obviously would not help with losing weight.  For me, when something happened that broke down some of the strongest walls that I've built in my mind, my reaction was to not eat.  For a good 3 or 4 days I barely ate anything.  And as one would expect when you stop eating so much freaking food, I started to lose weight.

There was some downsides to the initial part of this.  Mainly being that when I did try to eat a larger amount of food than I had been, my stomach just couldn't handle it and I would end up throwing up most of what I ate.  This is typical of someone that was starved, so I bought some peanut butter and got my calories that way.

Soon; however, I figured it out what I could eat and have found a groove in my daily eating habits.  I've started watching calories a lot more, which is rather disappointing when you start looking at how much calories are in the things you used to eat.  I've actually managed to keep the number to around 800-1000 calories a day.  That's kind of extreme, but i'm not that active each day so I don't really need that much to keep me going.

I even started some basic arm exercises to start getting my upper body into some semblance of a shape.  Or at least to get it somewhere closer to the shape that the rest of my body is in.

All in all, since almost a month ago (the 14th will be one month) I have lost 15 lbs.  So for anyone out there that needs a crash diet, all you need is for something bad or damaging to happen to you and you could be set!  Life is full of shit so I'm sure you can do it just like I have :)

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