Today marks the day!

Today marks the first day I’ve been simply “overweight” rather than “obese”. The Body-Mass Index still says I’m obese (at my height and age, I won’t graduate to “overweight” until I go below 224 lbs), but my body fat percentage, according to mybodycomp.com is now 22.54% — a really nice reduction versus the nearly 30% I was at the start of November. I’ve also put on, according to them, 7 lbs of lean muscle mass in that time from my exercise program.

I’m consuming around 2,200 calories per day, which with my moderate exercise (3-5 days of light exercise per week) puts my caloric burn somewhere in the neighborhood of 3200 calories per day. If I’m totally sedentary, my burn rate is around 2600 calories/day. It’s actually really difficult to reach 2200 calories a day when low-carbing at 25 grams or less of carbs per day. I basically have to eat till I’m full (not stuffed!) six times a day. If I reduce my calories too much below 2040, though (my Basal Metabolic Rate), it could put my body into fat-conservation, a.k.a. “famine” mode where it becomes really, really tough to lose.

Today marks the first day I’ve been simply “overweight” rather than “obese”. The Body-Mass Index still says I’m obese (at my height and age, I won’t graduate to “overweight” until I go below 224 lbs), but my body fat percentage, according to mybodycomp.com is now 22.54% — a really nice reduction versus the nearly 30% I was at the start of November. I’ve also put on, according to them, 7 lbs of lean muscle mass in that time from my exercise program.

I’m consuming around 2,200 calories per day, which with my moderate exercise (3-5 days of light exercise per week) puts my caloric burn somewhere in the neighborhood of 3200 calories per day. If I’m totally sedentary, my burn rate is around 2600 calories/day. It’s actually really difficult to reach 2200 calories a day when low-carbing at 25 grams or less of carbs per day. I basically have to eat till I’m full (not stuffed!) six times a day. If I reduce my calories too much below 2040, though (my Basal Metabolic Rate), it could put my body into fat-conservation, a.k.a. “famine” mode where it becomes really, really tough to lose.

Here I was thinking that I was in trouble, because I thought I’d “stalled” right around 228 lbs, when in fact I was still dropping inches (about half an inch from everywhere significant), except in my shoulders where I added nearly half an inch (I guess those deltoid exercises are doing their job!).

Eating less, exercising, and following a low-carb eating plan has finally given me the energy, feeling of “satiety”, and diverse diet I’ve been needing for years when I’ve failed at low-calorie diets. 12 pounds down in my first month! If other people’s history is any guide, that will probably slow down to about 4-6 lbs per month over the next few months. As I pass 200 lbs, I will probably find the pounds trying harder to stick around — I’m thirty now, not twenty-one any longer like the last time I was less than 200 lbs! And at that point, I’ll be transitioning into pre-maintenance and maintenance on my weight, trying hard to make the weight loss such a slow drop that, realistically, transitioning to my “normal” diet won’t be more than a tiny adjustment to my eating habits once I’m at a level where I want to maintain.

My wife says I’ve put on a lot of muscle in the last ten years (carrying babies around in one’s arms, and coping with household duties tends to do that a little), and so she thinks once I get below about 200, I’ll probably be very comfortable with my proportions. I guess we’ll wait and see where that goes… I’d sure love to be my high-school weight. I remember that, even then, I saw some “pooch” on my belly in the mirror with which I was dissatisfied.

Anyway, if you’re into tracking your stats to see which way you’re going (and heck, I’m unemployed right now so I definitely have the time), this page really helps to understand one’s stats. mybodycomp.com and fitday.com aren’t perfect sites by any means, but they are really helpful in getting a realistic picture of where you are health and diet-wise.

As managers are so fond of saying, “that which cannot be measured cannot be improved”…

Hope ya don’t mind the rambling about weight and stuff. I generally get obsessive over my new hobbies, then my interest dies off after a few months as I simply make it part of my routine rather than an important focus in my life. It’s happened that way with everything else I do; I figure this won’t be much different. Rest assured, within a few months, weight changes won’t be the center of my world…

The ongoing job hunt…

Well, my job hunt is still proceeding. I’m getting 20-30 jobs in my inbox every day from dice.com and other job sites I’ve registered for, and I diligently respond to the ones that match my skills. So far, the returns from my resumes have been very, very rare, and the interviews nonexistent.

The online route has failed to pan out for me. I’m now into the “desparate cold-calling”, “lots of networking with people,” and “hitting the want ads” phase of the job-search, plus the “look into self-employment options while we still have money in the bank” phase. If you happen to know of an employer looking for a systems administration expert with a specialty in the integration of various operating systems, let me know!

Well, my job hunt is still proceeding. I’m getting 20-30 jobs in my inbox every day from dice.com and other job sites I’ve registered for, and I diligently respond to the ones that match my skills. So far, the returns from my resumes have been very, very rare, and the interviews nonexistent.

The online route has failed to pan out for me. I’m now into the “desparate cold-calling”, “lots of networking with people,” and “hitting the want ads” phase of the job-search, plus the “look into self-employment options while we still have money in the bank” phase. If you happen to know of an employer looking for a systems administration expert with a specialty in the integration of various operating systems, let me know!

Independent music review sites?

With the demise and/or commercialization of several online music sites (*cough* mp3.com) into near-unusability, what options are available now for the aspiring musician to get feedback on his/her music, and maybe some exposure to producers? I’m serious, where do you go, other than creating your own web site?

Well, the only heavily-populated site I know if is Garageband. Apparently, my little blog on my day-after experiences with GB have ended up tops in Google searches for "Garageband reviews". The high rank of that page (no, I have no idea why Google thinks that should be the top link!) arounsed the ire of an anonymous poster on my board, so the weblog has started seeing some discussion about my derogatory review of what GB is about. I encourage you to check it out and comment, or post comments here about where you think aspiring musicians can go for exposure now that most music sites are making themselves even less accessible to casual listeners.

Note, if you’re not logged in, your posts will be as “anonymous” and I’ll have to approve them before they can be viewed. Spammer-control is what that is 🙂

With the demise and/or commercialization of several online music sites (*cough* mp3.com) into near-unusability, what options are available now for the aspiring musician to get feedback on his/her music, and maybe some exposure to producers? I’m serious, where do you go, other than creating your own web site?

Well, the only heavily-populated site I know if is Garageband. Apparently, my little blog on my day-after experiences with GB have ended up tops in Google searches for "Garageband reviews". The high rank of that page (no, I have no idea why Google thinks that should be the top link!) arounsed the ire of an anonymous poster on my board, so the weblog has started seeing some discussion about my derogatory review of what GB is about. I encourage you to check it out and comment, or post comments here about where you think aspiring musicians can go for exposure now that most music sites are making themselves even less accessible to casual listeners.

Note, if you’re not logged in, your posts will be as “anonymous” and I’ll have to approve them before they can be viewed. Spammer-control is what that is 🙂

Research on low-carb…

Ran across this article on a newsgroup today, and I thought it would be of interest. It’s an AP story, found a link to it on CBS (though, of course, being Associated Press, it’s probably carried by several hundred local papers).

Article here: Was Atkins Right After All?

Ran across this article on a newsgroup today, and I thought it would be of interest. It’s an AP story, found a link to it on CBS (though, of course, being Associated Press, it’s probably carried by several hundred local papers).

Article here: Was Atkins Right After All?

Whipped Cream Games

Just when you think you’ve seen it all, something like this comes knocking on your door…

In celebration of Thanksgiving, I give you… The Whipped Cream Games!

Yep, it’s fun party games you can play with whipped cream.

Just when you think you’ve seen it all, something like this comes knocking on your door…

In celebration of Thanksgiving, I give you… The Whipped Cream Games!

Yep, it’s fun party games you can play with whipped cream.

Here’s my favorite idea:

The Race
Each player starts with a full bowl of whipped cream. All players start eating the whipped cream at the same time. To signal that you have finished, you hold the bowl upside-down over your head; if anyone does so, the other players must do the same whether or not they have finished eating.
The winner is the first person to invert their bowl above their head,regardless of whether they actually ate the contents.

People actually do this stuff???

Doc Warden and the Hang

I was seventeen. I was in love with some girl I can’t remember now. I was young and cocky. I wore T-shirts with slogans on them, put on button-up shirts overtop of them without buttoning anything and left the whole thing untucked. I wore friendship bracelets on my wrists. I blow-dried my hair with my head hanging upside down so that my hair would be really tall.

I ate Kellogg’s Raisin-Bran for breakfast. I had a Snickers bar and a Dr. Pepper for lunch. I usually skipped dinner due to extra-curricular activities. I worked at the drugstore to make money to drive my 1980 blue 4-cylinder Volvo Stationwagon with a rumble seat in the back.

I was seventeen. I was in love with some girl I can’t remember now. I was young and cocky. I wore T-shirts with slogans on them, put on button-up shirts overtop of them without buttoning anything and left the whole thing untucked. I wore friendship bracelets on my wrists. I blow-dried my hair with my head hanging upside down so that my hair would be really tall.

I ate Kellogg’s Raisin-Bran for breakfast. I had a Snickers bar and a Dr. Pepper for lunch. I usually skipped dinner due to extra-curricular activities. I worked at the drugstore to make money to drive my 1980 blue 4-cylinder Volvo Stationwagon with a rumble seat in the back.

I was a cheerleader. I was into theater. No, wait, I was pretty arrogant about it, so I wasn’t into theater, I was into theatre. I was a musician, and in my own band. I was in the school jazz band. I was that annoyingly cheerful guy who did the morning announcements over the PA system, and did my best Robin Williams imitation by beginning the day every day with “GOOOOooooooooooOoOoOoOoOoOOOOOOOD MORNING, Quince Orchard High School! Today is (mumblety-mumblety) and these are YOUR morning announcements!”

I thought I was cool once, darn it.

My favorite “hello” phrase to good friends, then as now, was “How’s it hanging, dude?” In today’s politically correct environment, it sometimes earns me reproving looks. That’s just too bad for the overly sensitive political correctness police without a sense of humor, isn’t it?

One day after cheerleading practice in the late afternoon, I’d changed back into my bracelets and untucked T-shirt. I encountered Dr. Thomas Warren, the Quince Orchard High School Principal, in the hallway. He and I had always gotten along cordially, since I’d never been sent to his office for disciplinary problems. His vice-principal, though, was pretty well-acquainted with me. Anyway, we’d always been very stiff and formal, and in my heart I thought he was totally, assuredly, 100% un-cool:

  1. He had the nickname “Dr. Warden” because of his sometimes security-guard approach to being principal.
  2. He was really tall and slightly balding.
  3. He wore a suit to school.
  4. He had shiny shoes.
  5. He addressed students as “Mister” and “Miss” So-and-so.

He was so-ooo definitely not-cool. Not cool like me.

But today, something was different. His hair was slightly mussed. His tie was undone a little bit. His suit looked slightly rumpled. It looked like he’d had a long, hard day at work. Just the kind of state of mind of a person my overly-cheerful self liked to pick on.

“Yo, Doc Warren, how’s it hanging, dude?” I called as I approached him.

Dr. Warren turned his head slightly in my direction as he kept an eye on maintenance workers through the cafeteria windows. “Short, shriveled, and always to the left,” he replied in a deadpan voice, cracked a wry grin at my open-mouthed holy crap my principal just said that! stare, turned on his heel, and began to saunter toward his office.

I recovered my voice after a few seconds of stunned silence

“Yo, Doc Warren!” I shouted toward his back as he walked away from me. He turned slightly and cocked an eyebrow at me.

“Doc Warren,” I continued, “you’re cool, man.”

“I know,” he responded.

He turned back the way he was going, and swaggered off towards his office.

By popular demand… The Right Of Way

Yep, by popular demand (OK, two people) I’ve uploaded The Right Of Way. This was Wayward Sun’s second album, and number seven on Justin’s list of what it’s about darn time for. I’ll be putting a bit more history up on my weblog regarding the making of this album later, but for now, here are the songs. Special thanks to Justin Timpane for going through the painstaking effort of ripping, fixing, de-noisifying, and encoding these files.

Yep, by popular demand (OK, two people) I’ve uploaded The Right Of Way. This was Wayward Sun’s second album, and number seven on Justin’s list of what it’s about darn time for. I’ll be putting a bit more history up on my weblog regarding the making of this album later, but for now, here are the songs. Special thanks to Justin Timpane for going through the painstaking effort of ripping, fixing, de-noisifying, and encoding these files.

I’ve also linked these from Matt’s Music Page so people can get two-click access to these tunes.

The Right Of Way: This link allows you to stream the entire album from start to finish. Requires WinAmp, xmms, or compatible mp3 player and a broadband connection.

The links below allow you to download the songs individually; they are generaly 5 to 6 megabytes apiece (You do the math to see how long they’ll take to download on your computer). Right-click and “save as” if you want to save it to your hard drive instead of play it immediately.

  1. Compulsive Fire: “You’re telling me lies… so shut up and die!”. Yet another rebel tune by Sammy G, master of angst, anger, and attitude.
  2. All Over Again: Growing up, Matt Barnson’s family had a habit of picking up stray people and letting them live with us for a while. Two of them were beautiful girls who, of course, the prepubescent Barnboy got a crush on. This was written for them. The author no longer has a crush on either one 🙂
  3. Leave It All Behind: Written by Matthew Barnson, it was supposed to capture the essence of making it big in the music business. It ended up being kind of a lengthy, boring, almost-metal wannabe tune.
  4. Afterlife: OK, if I recall correctly, this one was by Sam and Ben? Correct me if I’m wrong guys. And after years of only contemplating the meaning of this song when I was really, really bored, I still haven’t figured out exactly what it’s about. “We float about on pencil tips searching for the end of the torture that we suffer”? Hmm, Ben, you didn’t tell us about any psychoactive substances in your high-school years…
  5. Chica’s Rag: Ode to a fangirl of the band. Her real name was, erm, Cathy, I think. She was very nice and quiet, but devoted. The song started as a jam session, with everybody kind of goofing around. Kevin was enjoying a new beat he’d made up, Sam was just barely learning bass and began a pretty simple riff, I decided to play some seventies-style “Wokka-Wokka” on the guitar, and Ben figured out a chord progression. Then one day Sam strutted in with some lyrics, Ben fleshed out the harmonies, Kevin elaborated on the drums, I stuck with the “Wokka-Wokka”, and Chica’s Rag was born.
  6. House Of Dreams: The intro is a piano duet that nobody remembers how to play. Another Sam & Ben collaboration, combining Sam’s angst with Ben’s meaningless but elegant lyricism. It makes for a powerful combination saying… something 🙂 The first of our tunes where the guitar actually seems to be both prominent and reasonably good-sounding. The execrable “Leave It All Behind” doesn’t count :).
  7. Kevin: Obviously, Kevin had no idea this song was going to go on the album until the last minute. Dani Haslam sang vocals, and it was a totally synthesized song. If I recall correctly, Kevin had been going through one of many crises at the time we were laying down this album, and this was kind of a “pick you up” tune. Some love it, some hate it.
  8. One Man: This song by Matthew Barnson is best noted for the fact it has been remade at least four times. The first time was on Sam’s T-1 synth, sequenced in memory. I lost that copy. The second time was this album. The third time was on “No Further Questions”, the album the band did after I moved. The fourth time, I did it, and you can hear it elsewhere on this web site. Still not entirely done, though some people think the latest version is fine as it is.
    Anyway, I wrote it, as with most my songs, to impress a girl. This girl was named Jenny, whom I hadn’t seen since fifth grade. She was a pacifistic-type person, thus the line “Some would say the use of force is letting Nature run its course; they can’t see time passing them by”. She loved it. Too bad I can’t remember her last name.
  9. Breathless I was goofing around with an introduction that I was trying to make a song from. Sam asked, “Hey, Matt, mind if I borrow that?”. Since I hadn’t managed to make anything meaninful out of the chord progression yet, other than a noodle, I said “sure”, and a few weeks later, Sam came out of the recording study at UMBC with this tune.
  10. Don’t Let The Song Pass You By: Mucho Thanko to Juli Graber for providing the “Aye Aye Aye Aye” part of this tune, the most memorable thing about it 🙂 Ultimately written by Matthew Barnson, but with lots of input from other band members, and a gaggle of partially-drunk party-goers as well.

Results from first three weeks on Atkins…

I thought you might be interested in the results from my first three weeks on Atkins:

Dropped 12 pounds from 240 to 228.

Lost (almost) two inches on my waist. Curiously, my hips and chest are just about the same size as when I started — too large :).

I thought you might be interested in the results from my first three weeks on Atkins:

Dropped 12 pounds from 240 to 228.

Lost (almost) two inches on my waist. Curiously, my hips and chest are just about the same size as when I started — too large :).

Energy level is constantly high.

Mood swings gone. Entirely. No more “three o’clock crash” at all! I go to bed around midnight, and wake up right around 7 AM (Mmm, there are some fun things about being out of work) and I’m perky and chipper the whole day through.

Eczema (very dry, cracking, bleeding skin): virtually gone. My case was never very serious to begin with, but very annoying. As far as I’m concerned, this is a very, very dramatic improvement.

Irritable Bowel: The jury is still out on this. I’m still in Induction, which tends to cause mild diarrhea. Since I was normally moderately diarrheic on a pretty regular basis before ever starting, it doesn’t feel that different (except I’m going a whole lot less). It will be interesting when I introduce more fiber to see what happens. However, I do not get the, erm, “explosive” qualities unless I overdo it on certain artificial sweeteners.

Headaches: Gone. Haven’t had one. Almost had one one day while we were on vacation (a very slight ache), but that also happened to be the time when I was fudging a bit too much on my diet. Drinking more water and steering clear of carbs I’m not familiar with cleared it up.

I’m still irritable occasionally. I’ll have to see what happens as time goes on. I seem to be irritable less often than before, but that’s a really tough call.

So far, I’m really impressed. I’m eager to see what the long-term effects are!

Devilled Eggs

So I learned something new Thursday…

My son, Elijah, loves devilled eggs!

I thought about this for a few minutes, and realized why.

Little children love bright-colored food, particularly reds and yellows. Devilled eggs, if properly prepared with mustard included, have very bright yellow yolks, that are then sprinkled with bright red Paprika.

Kind of exciting, that. I prepared two-dozen devilled eggs this afternoon, and remembered why I like them so much. Immediately after I made them, there are… two dozen minus three 🙂

So I learned something new Thursday…

My son, Elijah, loves devilled eggs!

I thought about this for a few minutes, and realized why.

Little children love bright-colored food, particularly reds and yellows. Devilled eggs, if properly prepared with mustard included, have very bright yellow yolks, that are then sprinkled with bright red Paprika.

Kind of exciting, that. I prepared two-dozen devilled eggs this afternoon, and remembered why I like them so much. Immediately after I made them, there are… two dozen minus three 🙂

Quote of the day: George Bernard Shaw on dieting

“No diet will remove all the fat from your body because the brain is entirely fat. Without a brain, you might look good, but all you could do is run for public office.”

-George Bernard Shaw

“No diet will remove all the fat from your body because the brain is entirely fat. Without a brain, you might look good, but all you could do is run for public office.”

-George Bernard Shaw