Weight issues and diet solutions

I awoke this morning feeling fine.
My fasting blood glucose level was 102. Yesterday I weighed in at 377 lbs., which means I have shed 23 pounds of my goal of losing 100 lbs before my 60th birthday, which will be a year from February 9.

My mind had to change, for my body to follow. Today's goal is to determine just how little food I can survive and thrive with.

I start the day with a breakfast of oatmeal with raisins, and black coffee. Since my heart rate and rhythm are well controlled with a bi-ventricular pacemaker and cardiac medications, the caffeine in the coffee serves me well with appetite suppression, and motivation.

My grocery shopping yesterday left me with a refrigerator full of raw, real foods for salad making. My largest meal is my mid-day meal. Today it will be broiled Cod fish, and steamed rice with some mixed vegetables.

Gone is the butter, and the full fat milk. The only non-fish protein is a 12 oz. package of uncured bacon, which will be diced, browned and used to dress a salad. No more store bought, sugar laden salad dressings. I make my own vinaigrette with EVOO and apple cider vinegar.

I predicted that my obsessive-compulsive issues would soon manifest in the best addiction I can ask for. My 'eating disorder' has always been, eat until you are stuffed, then sit in a chair....

The sun is shining and the temperatures are moderate today, so a trike ride is in order, after lunch. I need to get those huge muscle groups--quadriceps, hamstrings, calves, gluts, et. al to start burning off the glycogen, and moving to adipose reserves (big, fat belly) for energy. And to get my endorphins banging me to ecstasy.

If the goal is to see just how little food I can survive on is a two-fold benefit.

It has been said that a repeated activity becomes a habit, which becomes an obsession, and that obsession can fuel progress. I need to get the daily exercise routine so compelling that I am willing to get soaked to the skin in a driving rain, to fear no darkness for an evening ride, to feel cheated on the day I cannot ride.