Sometime in the last year, I noticed my clothes getting a little tight. At one point, I tipped the scales at around 188. Yikes, that’s about 20–25 lb more than I ought to be, and a lot more than April 2006: I weighed 153 the day I ran Boston Marathon in 3 hours and 16 minutes. (Admittedly, that was pretty thin for me, and even though I was eating everything in sight, I was running 50+ miles per week, including speed work and hill training.) Last year wasn’t so great for my fitness, or for my physique. Two different bike accidents (each causing broken bones) kept me pretty inactive. And I’ve gotten in the habit of having a glass (or two, or three) of beer or wine nearly every night. And my fiancée is a fantastic cook, and appreciates sweets almost as much as I do.
I may have scoffed at others’ New Years’ resolutions in the past, but this year I was determined to lose weight in the new year. The excess pounds are starting to affect the way I feel about myself, a bunch of my clothes are un-wearably snug, and now that I’m getting back to running and cycling, I curse every extra pound that I have to lug up a steep hill. At the beginning of April, I weighed in. Four months into the year, and what did I have to show for it? Nada. Zilch. Still hovering around 185. Clearly this calls for more drastic action.
Inspired in part by a book I read recently, Predictably Irrational, I’ve decided to bring the power of economics to bear on the problem. I have decided that I shall lose 5 lbs per month for the next three months, or pay $100 to some cause that I don’t want to support. If I do make my goal, I get to spend $100 on something nice for myself.
What is a cause that is sufficiently abhorrent to me? The Campaign to Elect Meg Whitman (a republican running for governor of California), or perhaps to Sarah Palin (she must have a fund that is accepting donations, right?). Some anti-abortion group somewhere, or the scum that bankrolled Prop 8 a couple of years ago, banning gay marriage in California?
Ultimately, I decided that I can’t and won’t give to a cause that will make the world more evil. Then, I had the perfect idea: a few years after a president’s term ends, they start building their library and asking for donations. In case you couldn’t guess, I’m no fan of Bush #2. Contributing to the George W. Bush Library seems like an incredible waste of money. Doesn’t it help perpetuate the legacy of the worst president in American history? Perhaps, but it’s probably not going to make the world measurably more evil.
Will it? What’s the worse that could happen? Some scholar goes to the library and reads more evidence on how W trashed the country for 8 years. Besides, these days, Bush is flying to Haiti with Bill Clinton and raising money for earthquake relief. He’s actually doing something selfless and useful. Too bad he waited until he was out of office to do so.
Here it is: the George W. Bush Presidential Center, Library, Policy Institute and Foundation will be built on the campus of Southern Methodist University in Dallas, Texas. Now accepting donations! “When you contribute $50 or more, your name will also be included in the Freedom Registry on permanent display at the Center!” Argh, can I imagine a worse fate than having my name recorded in perpetuity as a supporter of W? Nope. So, it’s on.
So, after one week, I’m doing great. After hovering around 185 for about 6 months, I’ve dropped 3-4 lbs in about 10 days. I’ve been working out every day, and eating tons of fruit and veg, and avoiding alcoholic drinks on school nights. I’m not steering clear of sweets (c’mon, I gotta live), but instead eating much smaller quantities. Yes, you have to be constantly mindful. Yes, there are a zillion temptations every day. Just walking to work from the subway stop takes me past donuts, muffins, scones, pizza, fried chicken, etc. I’ve started walking a different route so I don’t have to even deal with it. The thought of donating money to Bush is so appalling that it outstrips the pleasure of noshing an apple fritter with my morning coffee.

Weight loss chart for April 2010
Here’s a chart that I’ll update now and then. The first two measurements are from the scale at my gym; I’ve put error bars around these measurements because the scale is hard to read, and I have doubts about its accuracy. The latest measurements are from a Tanita-brand scale I bought this week. It includes your body fat percentage. I’m at 23.5%. That means I’m “over-fat”! Thanks, new scale. I love you too.
Proof that I’m serious. This is stuck to the fridge:

Check to the George W. Bush Foundation that I hope not to send