So as many of you, my loyal readers, know I’m trying to lose weight this summer. In the spring, my doctor took a look at me and diagnosed me with a case of the fat-ass. So far, it’s gone great. At the doctor’s office, I weighed about 172 lbs in mid-April. Just a couple of weeks ago, I stood on the scale and it read just a hair over 160 lbs. So in the grand scheme of things, I’m making progress. I’m not even sure where all that weight went. My midsection still feels and looks just as pudgy as it did before. I don’t think I’ve lost any additional chins. Yet the scale doesn’t lie so I do indeed weigh less now. I was so excited to see that I was just north of 160 lbs so I made this somewhat arbitrary goal going under 160. I wanted the scale to read 150whatever. I didn’t think it was going to be that difficult.
Well, I weight myself last night and I’m 161 and change now! I’m pushing up close to 162! Ok, so it might be just water weight or that I hadn’t pooped for that day but it’s still a bit disappointing. It’s not heading in the right direction. I can’t be dismayed however so I’m just going to continue my plan of eating better and getting lots of exercise.