I have recently been reading an interesting book by Dan Ariely entitled The Honest Truth About Dishonesty. The book is not about weight loss per se. It’s an investigation into the complex human mechanisms that lead to dishonesty. It turns out we are all dishonest to some degree or another. Continue reading “The Will Power Muscle”
One of the best parts of being married is that I have doubled my brain capacity. My memory has significantly improved and I am much more attentive to things around me. This is true in spite of the fact that I seem to get more spaced out and flaky with every passing year. It’s as if the brain cells are falling out with my hair. More and more I find myself in a room wondering how and why I was there. Continue reading “My Wife’s Wisdom”
A friend of mine started using one of those couch-to-5K iPhone apps a few weeks ago. The program helped him with goal setting in a way that made him feel he was making significant progress – and he was. He was running farther and longer than he had run in some time. Then he was blessed with a new baby. Apparently screaming infants, no sleep, and dirty diapers erode into a man’s will power (the diapers have the largest impact – trust me). Continue reading “Setting SMART Goals”
Drugs hijack the reward system of the brain in a way that floods the synapses with a super intense signal. In response, the post-synaptic neurons will decrease the number of receptors for that signal. This creates a situation where more signal is needed to create the same high (i.e. tolerance) and a normal amount of signal leads to nasty effects (i.e. withdrawal).
So ‘what does this have to do with my weight?’ you might ask. Continue reading “On Crack and Ice Cream, Part 2”
I had an interesting experience that I think speaks to a major problem with weight loss. I was attending a fundraiser for a charitable organization I support. This was a high class affair and as such, I was out of place. The nice thing about being out of place is that it give you the opportunity to notice things. The nice thing about high class affiars is that the food was unbelievable. Continue reading “Falling Off the Wagon”