The Scales Haven't Changed. The Numbers Have.
95 kg and 14 st 13.4 lb are exactly the same weight. They don't feel the same. Turns out it's not sentiment, it's just how the numbers move.
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The First Chocolate in Weeks
A Tesco Finest Belgian Dark Chocolate Ginger Cookie, and the realisation I hadn't had chocolate in weeks. Turns out eating some doesn't mean I've fallen off anything.
14 St 6.5 Lb
I knew the number would move again by next week. Didn't stop me smiling at it.
We're on Different Medication
My wife's stomach says yes and her head says no. Mine is the other way round. Same drug, different doses, almost opposite experience — and it explains why she can leave food on a plate and I can't.
The Clean Plate Rule
Mounjaro doesn't replace a calorie deficit, it just makes one easier to hold. Turns out my actual problem isn't breakfast or lunch. It's what happens to whatever's left on the plate at dinner.
I Thought Cornflakes Were the Diet Option
Two slices of buttered toast versus a bowl of cornflakes and half a pint of milk. I assumed the cereal was the lighter choice. Then I actually weighed the bowl.
The Bit Mounjaro Can't Do For Me
Not hungry, three hours after dinner, stomach still growling, and yet stood at the fridge wanting something I couldn't name. That's when it stopped being obvious where the medication ends and I begin.
When My Guts Finally Stopped Complaining
No fanfare, no milestone. Just a week where I realised I hadn't thought about my stomach once. Three months in, that felt like the real progress.
Residual Self Image
The scales say I've lost weight. So did my jeans. But when I look in the mirror I still see the belly, and I'm starting to wonder whether I'm looking at me, or at the me I expect to see.
Office Temptation
The office kitchen rarely has treats in it. When it does, it's grossly unfair. And this time the treats never seem to run out.