In the words of the bumbling Maxwell Smart, “I missed it by that much!” The lowest I’ve weighted in the past 8 or so years is 315 lbs and today I hopped on the scales and logged in a modest weight loss of 3.1 lbs for the week. My new weight is 316.7!
Not as low as I’d hoped but better than gaining or staying the same. A part of me is very pleased with how things are progressing, but another part of me wants to literally kick my own self in the rear! Science says that if I lose the weight nice and steady, over a longer period of time I’ll be more likely to keep it off, but science also says a guy my size is a freaking time bomb waiting to explode and that every day I live like this is like counting from ten backwards, with reaching zero being a catastrophic health emergency!
What to do…what to do?
Had a great walk today…that was good! Going out to dinner tonight…that could be scary but I plan on ordering a nice leafy bowl of green weeds, so all should be well.