My ongoing lie to the government: my weight, as I have represented it to the Ohio BMV. That lie appears on my drivers license. It is the smoking gun document.
That isn't to say I didn't once weigh that much -- or that little. But it has been awhile. Not that long awhile. That was my weight at one time this century, I did weigh that little.
But that was my pre-9/11 weight.
I've let the carbohydrates win. And while I cannot lose all that weight just overnight, a planned withdrawal makes sense.
Got to be as careful about losing the weight as I was careless about putting it on.
I could implement a timetable, but then the cravings for carbs and fat will just wait me out.
I could implement benchmarks, but when I don't meet them, I'll just pretend there weren't any.
All that food I ate, was it in vain? Was it all consumed for nothing, just to go on a diet?
I suppose I could just end this thing by cutting off funding to the grocery store, the restaurant, the bar. That seems so ... extreme. And it doesn't support the calories and nutrients that I do need.
Maybe I need a surge of food. If I binge on all the things I shouldn't eat, I'll be so sick of them I won't want to eat them anymore -- and that'll give me cover to lose the weight.
I don't have a hundred years to do this. It needs to be done now. Or soon. It can't all be done with 60 days, but I can start drawing down within that time.