Weekly weigh-in: 206.6
Total loss: -86.2
Emotion: On a roll
I’m going to tell you a secret.
Sometimes, I’m really terrible at this weight loss business.
I seldom if ever track my calories. I have a loosey-goosey way of going about this dieting business. I believe that if I maintain a very active lifestyle incorporating a great deal of exercise, I should be able to eat what I want, as long as what I want to eat isn’t a wheelbarrow filled with Cheeto’s or something equally unhealthy.
And I don’t have a real coherent plan on the exercise front, other than to try to get some exercise every day. I try to mix it up… weights, running, elliptical, basketball, swimming… it’s pretty much whatever I feel most like doing that day. Except for days when I don’t feel like doing anything, in which case it’s the thing that I feel like not doing the least, if that makes any sense.
But here’s the thing: I’m not grossly overweight anymore. I’m not obese anymore. I’m not even overweight anymore. I’ve still got work to do, but my margin for error is getting razor-thin.
My daughter Holly celebrated her 18th birthday this week, and I celebrated with her… a little too much. Too much sodium kept me from the kick-ass weigh-in I so richly deserved from all the sweat I sweated. I can tell from how tight my wedding ring is right now that I’m holding on to water weight like nobody’s business.
I’m going to keep it in overdrive, keep powering forward for all that I’m worth.
I hope you will, too, because we’ve still got work to do.