Today is weigh-in day for my Weight Watchers program, and from a starting weight of 327 pounds, I now weigh 299, as of today, officially. I'm now down 28 pounds, 26 on the website, since I "started" two pounds lower than my actual weight. (Vanity, vanity, thy name is Tigernach!)
I think it helps to visualize these things as concretely as possible. To get an idea of the weight loss that that 28 lbs. involves, think of 3 gallons of milk and 3 pounds of butter sitting on the table. Now imagine these things strapped to your body and walking around with them all day.
There is a great additional psychological kick I'm getting from the change in the "odometer" today- I haven't seen a "2" in the hundreds column on a scale in a very long time. I have 59 pounds to get the 240 pound level that I've set myself for riding a horse, but that means I am more than a third of the way there. This is good. Last time I checked I was only a quarter of the way there.
I'm really psyched, and set to lose the next 2 pounds -which will bring me to 30 pounds weight loss. Losing weight is like streetfighting - you move from house to house, bit by bit, constantly denying ground to the enemy, worried not about the long-term battle or the course of the war, but just about the gritty upfront and personal combat for the next street or house next in line.
My BMI is 39.5, measured electrostatically. The chart says it should be 43, so I am somewhat denser (no cracks!) than I should be for this weight. I still obese, but the thought that I have a disproportionate excess of muscle however slight, encourages me that this will increase the energy demand from the body against my fat reserves. Every little bit helps.
I don't have a blood sugar or blood pressure for today, as I said some things I had to get done before Mass again, and after Mass and communion I can't get a reliable result on these. I'll post what I have tomorrow.
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