I had friends, relations, dieticians, and even physicians telling me that without surgery I was doomed to a life of obesity.
I am grateful beyond words that they were all wrong, grateful for the unfailing support of my family, and grateful for the loving help of G-d.
Starting weight: 355 lbs (161.4kg)
Goal weight: 220 lbs (100kg)
Today’s weight: 219 lbs (99.6 kg)
Total weight lost: 136 lbs (61.8 kg)
Thank G-d for small miracles.
Finishing Edmund Burke’s Reflections on the Revolution in France was a bit of a personal triumph for me, so bear with some short musings as catch my literary breath for a moment.
Despite a predilection for complex sentence structures and multi-page paragraphs, Burke is brilliant. At the very least, I walked away with an new appreciation of the French Revolution that contrasted with the neo-Jeffersonian interpretation of events.
Histories I had read emphasize the excesses of the Reign of Terror. Burke acknowledges and decries the atrocities but does not use them to weave a polemic. Instead he focuses on the fundamental shortcomings of the revolutionary government itself. He does not embark on the kind of ideological screed that fills political tracts today as much as he delivers a cogent practical critique of the revolution, and by extension all scorched-earth paroxysms of change. Progress is essential, Burke emphasizes, but change is not the same as progress. and while for true progress to take place there must be change, that change must be modest and incremental.
The phrase that hung above my head as I watched Burke dissect the National Assembly was “consequences unintended, unforeseen but not unforeseeable.” No doubt I will return to his work in the future, but other exponents of the matured values upon which Burke expounded, like Russell Kirk, Max Weber, Leo Strauss, and Irving Babbit, now call for my attention.
A final note: I find it fascinating that Burke, who stands at the center of the Anglo-American conservative pantheon, sounds less like a right-wing icon than he does a moderate conservative, and someone who might well be dubbed a RINO.
My pre-sabbatical phases is over. The countdown is done.
Now the real journey begins.
…feels like purple and gold mylar streamers.
For the record, I am not planning to wait another 46 years before watching the Lakers play again.
My first Lakers game since 1972.
My first time at Staples Center.
First b-ball game with my son.
A good day.
Down 50 lbs after four months of training. I feel like Steve Rogers after he climbed out of the Vita-Ray chamber: younger, taller, stronger.
I wonder how I will feel after another year of this? Hopefully ready to take on some mountain trails…