I Clearly Did Something Right

In the name of keeping myself accountable, I made myself get on the scales yesterday. And… I’m back down to 335 pounds (from 340, a month ago). This is a thing that was both welcome and unexpected, as I thought that at best I’d maintained my weight. So a little progress is a good thing.

I guess my efforts to make and eat all my own food paid off. It certainly wasn’t walking and my other exercises, because I’ve been a little lax in that department. And I may be lax again this week, because I’ll be busy with getting my floors redone this week. I plan to still walk, but it’ll probably be next week before I hit the dumbbells again.

Still, five pounds. I feel pretty good.


Where I’m At

Over on the right side of this blog, if you read it in a browser on a desktop or laptop computer, is a WordPress widget with the title “Where I’m At”. It’s something I’ve mostly forgotten about, since I’ve been writing these updates on my phone and the iPhone browser doesn’t show it. As a result, it was last updated on August 17, 2017. It is, needless to say, out of date.

Still, I should be checking i more regularly on my weight. I mean, sure, this blog is about my efforts to improve my health and get into shape, and I need to focus on that and stay positive. But, being realistic, weight loss is part of improving my health. I weighed 420 pounds when I starts, after all, and I really should weigh around 220 to be at my optimal weight.

(Yes, if you’re reading this Dr. Allnut, I know you said I should be at 200. But like I said, we can bicker about those last 20 pounds when I’ve lost almost half my body weight. 😁. But I digress.)

So, I was at 336.2 pounds on February 25. Two weeks later, after struggling to get all of my exercises in on schedule and struggling o stay within my calorie budget, I weigh… drumroll please… 330.1.

So I’ve still got a ways to go before I get back to where I was in August of 2017. And I’ve got 110.1 pounds to go to hit my target weight. But – and this is the important part – I’m making progress once more!

Yes, I know that health is a journey and not a destination. But damn it feels good to be losing a little weight once more!

Now to keep it up!

Turning The Tide(?)

The bad news is that I didn’t hit any of my exercise goals on Friday, and I didn’t even try to stay within my calorie budget over the weekend. Oh, and that McDonalds does not always agree with me (and the less said about that, the better…).

But that was the bad news. The good news is that I’m down 2.6 pounds, which means that I’m (slowly) turning this around. Granted I’m at 235.6 lbs, which is heavier than when I weighed in after finishing my test, but I’ll take it as s good sign anyway. After all, I’m working to get back on track after months of not trying particularly hard. It takes time to recover from that.

I even have a plan for Thanksgiving, believe it or not! It’s called “moderation”. Well, moderation and making everything from scratch (as much as possible – I mean, I don’t have room to grow my own corn ad wheat and potatoes in my condo, and the HOA would probably be utterly unreasonable about raising and then butchering a turkey), and for some reason homemade stuff always seems lower in calories than store-bought or restaurant food. Maybe because I can control the portion sizes better at home?

Yeah, that’s probably it. At home, it’s easier to package up the uneaten food for use as leftovers. At a restaurant, on the other hand, I tend to be all like “better eat this so I can make sure I get my money’s worth”.

Am I off track, here? Maybe. The point is, my plan is make everything from scratch, and don’t make a pig of myself, and keep exercising. It seems workable.

Checking In With The Monster

A week ago, I mentioned that I had installed an app called The Walking Monster, which is pretty much what it sounds like. A cartoon monster that stalks you, walking at a starting pace of 4,000 steps a day and getting 10 steps faster each day. It’s kind of a cute little thing, and I’m having fun with it.

Last week, I was 6,643 steps ahead when I posted about it. Today I’m, let’s see…

Hmm. That’s just a bit of a lead. I’m sort of idly curious about how long I can keep going before I “die”. Also, when I first thought about writing this post, I had some sort of vague idea about trying to use the monster as s metaphor for… something. Fears, or challenges, or maybe mortality. But, to be honest, I’m just not feeling it. It’s just a silly little game, and there doesn’t need to be any deeper meaning.

I also broke 15,000 steps again, yesterday. 15,507 steps, to be precise. That’s 7.81 miles by my FitBit, and I’m sort of glad I didn’t notice that mile count last night. I was tired, and I’m pretty sure I’d have talked myself into hitting the extra distance needed to break 8 miles.

Heck, I know I’d have tried. Just so I could make an extremely dated Eminem joke for my title this morning. And nobody wants that.

5K Training: Week One, Complete!

My legs haven’t been this sore in years. I mean, they aren’t as bad as when I first started walking when I first started trying to lose weight, but… ouch. Stiff and aching, and I hobble a little when I stand up after sitting a while.

Is it ridiculous that I’m enjoying the sensation? Because I am – it feels like proof that I’m working hard. Well, that and all the sweat. I’m usually soaked by the time I finish.

It’s also nice because it’s helping me easily hit my walking goals. I’ve been averaging about 7 miles a day this week, and (thanks to a family walk) hit 8.49 miles last night. Yes, I kind of collapsed into bed at the end of the day. I rather think I earned it.

All of this goes a long way towards giving me a feeling of confidence that I’ll be seeing some positive results when I get on the scale tomorrow! Particularly since yesterday is the first day this week that I missed my calorie budget, and I only went over by about 40 calories!

So, I get the weekend to rest up. Then, come Monday, the 5K training gets harder. I’m looking forward to it!

Success. That Has A Ring To It.

Things got a little silly for me over the weekend. My phone died, and I couldn’t replace it until yesterday, and I may have used that fact to justify some bad caloric behavior. I hang my head in shame. But I’m back up and running now, do I have no more excuses!

Also, Sunday, I hit a bit of positive news. Check this out:

What is that? Well, it’s my hand. And on that hand is a ring that I wore in college, but stopped wearing some 10 or 15 years ago because – thanks to gaining weight – it no longer fit. But it fits now! Woo-hoo!

Also, I made sure to get out walking this morning. And this was the view I had, as seen through Pokémon Go;

Koffing there was oddly cheery for 3:30 in the morning.

Climbing A Stairway To Heaven

Sometimes it's the little things that matter. Let me show you something.

That is the stairway from the cafeteria up to the ground floor in the building I work in. It's about 20 steps, with a landing halfway up, and it was the bane of my existence when I first started my exercise and weight loss program. Getting up those stares felt like a challenge, and I'd frequently have to stop for a second when I reached the top.

It occurred to me, just a few days ago, that now I just zip right up them without noticing, when I get back inside from walking on break. And I've been doing that for a while now.

Yeah, sure, that hardly makes me a triathlete or anything. But it's a nice little reminder that I am making progress.

Maybe, one of these days, I'll get a picture of the three floor spiral staircase in here. That one still leaves me a little winded, by the time I reach the top.