So far, 207 pounds on March 9th is my lowest number. I have floated back up above 210 and am finding it difficult to get back down. Possibly because I am not following my diet regimen as strictly as I could and/or should.
One interesting thing I have discovered is that I can hold a pound and a half of urine. Maybe more!
The other interesting thing I have learned is that the scale weighs differently depending on where on the floor it is placed. It's never off by more than a pound but in these trying weight loss times...every pound counts.
Friday, March 23, 2012
Monday, March 12, 2012
212.3
It was not a good weekend for weight loss. Frankly, I don't know exactly where everything went south...or north, since the numbers went up.
I had a great workout on Satuday morning. I rode my bike down to the Y and I swam. The swimming was brutal since it's my first time back in the pool in quite a while. I managed to swim 13 lengths of the pool. A mile is 66 lengths.
I ended up riding about 6 miles that morning, but it did include a stop at Dolly's Cafe. But I was a good dieter there, having three eggs and wheat toast and coffee with Splenda.
I'm going to be very careful this week and really watch my food intake. And, I better be for gettin' some work outs in.
I had a great workout on Satuday morning. I rode my bike down to the Y and I swam. The swimming was brutal since it's my first time back in the pool in quite a while. I managed to swim 13 lengths of the pool. A mile is 66 lengths.
I ended up riding about 6 miles that morning, but it did include a stop at Dolly's Cafe. But I was a good dieter there, having three eggs and wheat toast and coffee with Splenda.
I'm going to be very careful this week and really watch my food intake. And, I better be for gettin' some work outs in.
Friday, March 9, 2012
207.1
I tried an interesting experiment this morning. I got up and weighed myself, posting 208.7 pounds. Then I moved over the the toilet region of the bathroom and stood there for my morning pee. When I re-weighed myself, I was a pound and a half lighter. It makes me wonder how much I could lose after a nice, healthy B.M.
Thursday, March 8, 2012
208.8
Not bad! I only gained a half pound. I shall return to a being a good boy and following the South Beach specs. It looks like it's going to be a nice day so I'll schedule a nice walk at lunch time.
I should also point out that things seem to be okay with the heart. I no longer feel the flutters and the exercise is definitely showing results. My stamina is improving. I look forward to seeing how I'll do on our up coming ski day.
I need to mention the death of a friend. Jill Gotzian died on March First and I attended her funeral on Tuesday. She was a couple years younger than me and friends with my sisters growing up. Her sister Debbie was in my class.
The Gotzian Family has an M.S. gene running through their blood. Out of six kids, the oldest sibling Jim has it and Jill had it too. They are both confined to wheel chairs.
They don't know exactly what happened to Jill. Her brother Hap woke her up that morning and when his wife returned to help get her dressed, she was out on the floor. 911 was called and they revived her but she had been without oxygen too long.
Jill was a teacher at All Saints Catholic School for over 20 years. The funeral was at St. Aloysius Church which is a beautiful, ornate cathedral. The place was packed, well over 500 people and when the Priest asked Jill's present and former student to stand, nearly half the room stood up. Very impressive.
I'm noting this because it's tough when one of your contemporaries dies. It brings back the whole fragility of this mortal plain. Additionally, I saw a crap load of people at the funeral that I haven't seen in years. That's the up side of death. It brings people together.
I should also point out that things seem to be okay with the heart. I no longer feel the flutters and the exercise is definitely showing results. My stamina is improving. I look forward to seeing how I'll do on our up coming ski day.
I need to mention the death of a friend. Jill Gotzian died on March First and I attended her funeral on Tuesday. She was a couple years younger than me and friends with my sisters growing up. Her sister Debbie was in my class.
The Gotzian Family has an M.S. gene running through their blood. Out of six kids, the oldest sibling Jim has it and Jill had it too. They are both confined to wheel chairs.
They don't know exactly what happened to Jill. Her brother Hap woke her up that morning and when his wife returned to help get her dressed, she was out on the floor. 911 was called and they revived her but she had been without oxygen too long.
Jill was a teacher at All Saints Catholic School for over 20 years. The funeral was at St. Aloysius Church which is a beautiful, ornate cathedral. The place was packed, well over 500 people and when the Priest asked Jill's present and former student to stand, nearly half the room stood up. Very impressive.
I'm noting this because it's tough when one of your contemporaries dies. It brings back the whole fragility of this mortal plain. Additionally, I saw a crap load of people at the funeral that I haven't seen in years. That's the up side of death. It brings people together.
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
208.3
I have successfully lost 10 pounds but it is about to all go south because I had beer tonight.
Today I hit the double nickles in the birthday world. That's as cryptic as I can get without saying I turned 55. Anyway, the two weeks of Phase One of the South Beach diet are behind me and I can return to alcohol consumption. I'm supposed to stick to wine and perhaps a light cocktail but avoid the beer. But Dammit, it's my birthday and I want a beer.
And man oh man...it was good. I had a Kokanee at the Hub Tavern. I was joined by several pals and we had a nice time.
After two weeks of no beer, you have to savor the moment. The beer comes to the table in a frosty pint glass. You observe the foamy head as you take in the first malty aroma. You sip.....and hold the frothy bubbles in your mouth as they lightly explode with hoppy goodness. You swallow and your joy is complete as you experience a religous moment.
I really like beer.
Today I hit the double nickles in the birthday world. That's as cryptic as I can get without saying I turned 55. Anyway, the two weeks of Phase One of the South Beach diet are behind me and I can return to alcohol consumption. I'm supposed to stick to wine and perhaps a light cocktail but avoid the beer. But Dammit, it's my birthday and I want a beer.
And man oh man...it was good. I had a Kokanee at the Hub Tavern. I was joined by several pals and we had a nice time.
After two weeks of no beer, you have to savor the moment. The beer comes to the table in a frosty pint glass. You observe the foamy head as you take in the first malty aroma. You sip.....and hold the frothy bubbles in your mouth as they lightly explode with hoppy goodness. You swallow and your joy is complete as you experience a religous moment.
I really like beer.
Saturday, March 3, 2012
211.8
Finally, my weight loss has returned to the right direction. The losing direction. I have to keep on top of working out because that really contributes to the loss. Even if I just take a long walk, that makes a difference.
I am looking forward to having some wine here in a couple of days. That's been one of the hardest parts about this diet. No booze! It's a damn good thing I'm only an amateur alcoholic.
I am looking forward to having some wine here in a couple of days. That's been one of the hardest parts about this diet. No booze! It's a damn good thing I'm only an amateur alcoholic.
Friday, March 2, 2012
Thursday, March 1, 2012
212.8
I have flatlined at 212. Been here for two days now. My workouts have been pretty lame the last couple of days so that's what I'm blaming it on. I'll do better tomorrow.
I think I'm past the worst of the cravings. I'm still hungry a lot of the time but that just takes will power now.
I hope my will power is good enough to lose some more poundage.
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