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Here’s the thing about food: When I look at a restaurant menu, my thoughts don’t directly go toward, “Say, this looks like the most delicious offering on the menu. I’ll go with this.”

Nope, it’s more like, “Say, this looks like the largest serving on the menu, thus allowing me to gorge myself like a snake on a mouse farm. I’ll go with this.”

For me, when it comes to food, quantity always tops quality. At least for two more days, anyway.

That’s because, come Monday, I and three coworkers will join the Scale Back Alabama challenge as part of team Diet Riot.

That means I have 10 weeks to lose 10 pounds. If my calculations are correct, that’s (Option A) 1 pound per week, or (Option B) all 10 pounds during Week 10.

I hope it doesn’t come down to Option B, but I am quite a procrastinator.

However, I feel confident in my ability to succeed, though, because Diet Riot is under the direction of Team Captain and fellow TimesDaily Staff Writer Lisa Rickman.

Source: Times Daily

by sweetney

, Because I felt so very, very shitty about myself at the time. I guess some people going through traumatic, life-changing events curl up in bed, pull the covers over their heads, and eat carton after carton of Ben & Jerry’s. But I did almost exactly the opposite. Which I’ll go ahead and note is truly weird for me. I’m traditionally much more of the shove-my-face-full-of-food-and-crrrrrry kind of person, but in this instance I wasn’t. Maybe there was some kind of unconscious internal push toward the idea of transformation, toward CHANGE , because I so very much wanted that in so many different parts of my life, I’m not sure. But the upshot was, I lost about 40 pounds in an unprecedentedly short period of time. And I felt better, physically and mood-wise, than I had in maybe 10 years.

Well I bet you can see where this is going, right? In the past two years, I’ve gained almost all of that back. Why?...