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    Weight Part 2 — Homeward Zepbound: The Incredible Journey

    I didn’t expect to give an update on this, but here’s one. I’ve been having some trouble with doctors retiring or moving on me. The one before my current one just seemed… frantic? Like I came in to get a physical and she pointed out all these other things wrong with me. I had a weird mole. I was making noise when I breathed through my nose (which is apparently not supposed to happen). I had pre-diabetes, liver problems, high blood pressure. None of this stuff did my previous doctor talk to me about (or notice? or care about?). I went from being a fit forty to a middle-aged corpse.…

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    Weight

    We’ve already lost the war on drugs… …and we’re about to lose the war on obesity. (Maybe we should stop declaring war on abstract ideas.) America is more interested in letting companies addict citizens to copious amounts of sugar. The same way they’re fine with letting assault rifles in schools, the same way they’re fine with companies charge as much as they want for life-saving drugs, the same way horrific deplorable violence on TV is okay just as long people don’t say any naughty words, the same way they rail at illegal immigrants but don’t mind them doing all the hard labor and blue collar jobs. Everywhere I look I…

  • The Weight Loss Pledge

    I arrived from Seattle with a hurting foot from all the walking, various souvenirs, and about 43 pounds of overweightness (BMI 28.5). No, I didn’t gain 43 pounds just in Seattle, but I did eat a lot of fatty food. In fact, I’ve been eating a lot of food for some time, and not doing anything to change my habits. This results in a lethargic me, a surly me, and a me that’s not particularly fun to be around. When I get too much weight, it goes to my liver. And if my liver gets too big, my ribs start poking into it, and my side hurts if I sit…