I went to bed last night weighing 209.4 pounds. Fortunately for the sake of my weight, it was an active night, Diarrheally speaking. I was up three times, ruined two sets of adult diapers and just had a wonderful experience altogether.
When I weighed myself this morning, I was 205 even.
That means I get to ruin all this weight loss with some rewarding ice cream. I considered it for breakfast, but I think I'll hold out for later.
I haven't been out on a bike ride in a couple of days, so it was nice it happened today. I took a long ride on what I call the George Wright Big Loop. I turned out logging 14.2 miles. The last mile and half don't really count because I was under power. It's kind of fun to end a long ride with a free ride.
It was a gorgeous day, getting to the point where it's getting hot.
We spent most of the day cleaning up after the big yard sale yesterday. I had no luck selling my whitewater canoe so I'm going to list it on Facebook Marketplace. I want $500.00 which is on the high end of its value but it's in good shape so it should be worth it.
I weighed in this morning at 205.8 pounds. I know I wrote earlier that when I hit 205, I would allow myself some ice cream. It's been sitting over there in the freezer for over a week, just waiting for me.
But that point 8 is where I have a problem. I don't think I can allow myself to have the ice cream until I hit a solid 205.0.
I did waver a tiny bit and allowed myself to have few tastes. They were awesome.
I've probably blown it now for tomorrow but it's coming closer each day.
I bought myself a half gallon of Chocolate Brownie Fudge Ice Cream, but I will not allow myself to have any until I hit 205.0. And of course, when I hit that milestone and get to eat my ice cream, I will gain weight again. However, reward is a big part of my weight loss regimine.
I plan to get out on the bike today for a long ride. I have the battery all charged up and I'm ready to get out and hit the road...and in the process, get some exercise.
My exercise for the last couple of days has been in the yard, loading chunks of cement into the truck.
We started out with this.
Because I'm with me almost every day, I don't really notice the changes going on involving my weight loss. But I had a nice weight loss result today. I had to cut another notch into my belt.
It got me thinking that there are some pants I have that I've not worn in a while because they didn't fit. I need to seek those out and see if I can get into them now.
I got as low as 207 pounds a few days ago, but I've been hovering around 209 since then. We did a bunch of yard work yesterday, breaking up an old concrete slab, so that was my exercise for the day. It didn't seem to promote weight loss.
God has such a wonderful sense of humor.
I went out to Idaho yesterday to fill up the truck. Gas is $4.40 a gallon over there as opposed to $5.20 here. It also gives me the chance to visit the liquor store. I added another stop at Buck Knives and bought another knife like the one I lost.
I told the cashier I was buying it so I would find the one I lost.
Well, it worked. I stood up from one of the kitchen chairs just now and felt a hard lump on the back. There, clipped into a little hole in the chair fabric, was my knife.
I am baffled. But God is funny!
