Category Archives: Behavior Modification

The Reason Not

I could have set the cheesecake to defrost at 8 p.m. and tasted it by 9: 15, but that would mean I would have lost the benefit of buffering its fine- milled carbohydrate with protective fat. A cheesecake’s best preceded … Continue reading

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Count Your Calories

I spent two bits in 1968, to buy a little book put out by Dell. Its title – Count Your Calories – was great: the pamphlet matched my purpose very well. I’d dieted four years and added more than I … Continue reading

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Instructions

The renegade conformist sheepishly insists the application must be typed. He says they won’t accept facsimile because it isn’t doubled, folded, striped the same. “Impeccable,” the man demands, who seldom notes appearances. “It must be typed, in ink, just so.” … Continue reading

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Room Temperature

Progressing with deletion for two years, deriving only added good from less, concluding fats are better than my fears, and feeling strong’s addictive, I confess I hadn’t thought of adding stuff instead. I knew I understood the regimen. So I … Continue reading

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Dietribe

Imagine zero carbohydrate meals… I couldn’t eat so easily; the seeds and nuts, the beans and berries – these appeal ahead of meat. My satisfaction feeds on salad, almost every afternoon. I don’t adore fried chicken, want a steak, but … Continue reading

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Local Walks

Of late I’m walking more. I used to stride off calories, for “science” told me so, but that was bunk – I put that view aside the more I read on fat. Today I know nutrition facts the government suppressed … Continue reading

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I’m Sorry

I stopped apologizing, called a truce toward everyone who disagrees with me, and challenged my habitual excuse for fierce expression (“it’s my tendency”). And after quelling quiet for a while, without a stroke my center was revealed, and I began … Continue reading

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