The Fast this time really never bothered me. It was not as productive as I wanted but it wasn’t over and this morning I weighed in at 211.1 and was hoping to get below 200 since the fast was going strong. Even a few days at the desk didn’t kill me. It might have slowed me down but I didn’t gain weight.
Today one of my machines went down. It is one of the most modern in the world with complex valving arrangements, electronic, pneumatic controls and driven by a computer. The nearest qualified technician is about 1500 miles away and just the visit will be $2500 even if the problem is not solved. The machine, when running, cleans better than our older one with almost no pollution. The new machine cleans about 2000 pounds per gallon of cleaning fluid and that gallon is destroyed in a cement kiln whereas the old machine cleans about 400 pounds per gallon and much of the difference is air pollution.
I did a little trouble shooting today but am trying to keep on the fast until I drop another pound. If not, I will still quit tomorrow, have a nice breakfast, lots of coffee and get bogged down by manuals and slow progress. Once I quit the Fast, I’ll try to go into maintenance mode to reduce the belly a few more inches. I did the infamous picture thing and pictures don’t lie. My pants size is down 5 inches ( from 40 plus to 36) but still looks like hell as the fat hangs over the belt.
I hate to use that disgusting E word ( Exercise) but without some professional help and gym time targeted at my abs I fear I will end up looking like one of those starving third world kid. (all bony with a bloated big belly). Unfortunately, it is a lot harder for me to commit to targeted exercise than it is to starve my body into submission.
It might be easier to move to a culture where the Buddha Belly is the norm and I could remain a sex symbol without effort.