Considering the hospitalization of my wife and my mom in the last two weeks, I didn’t post a weigh-in last week. I’m doing so today, even though I had a few bouts of stress eating. No excuse, but it is what it is. Although in my defense, I did have two delicious tuna wraps from the hospital cafeteria on consecutive days. I just wish that would counterbalance the cheeseburger and the cheesesteak.
That said, I stepped on the scale this morning and found this staring back:
199 Pounds.
Obviously, I’m not happy with that number, but a loss is a loss. I’m down one pound since the last weigh-in, and 16 pounds overall.
Oh: Ranba Ral sent me an e-mail. He is down slightly, weighing in at 272, but he’s exercising every day. That’s going to help.
VERY Excellent for you. I still have about 40 pounds to go before I hit 199. I am flowing the sick diet. As long as I stay sick I keep loosing weight. That is the only bright spot of this diet, losing the weight. Everything else about this diet sucks.
Heltau – Thanks. I can’t really knock a loss, but I was breezing through the weight in January. February has been less successful.
I’m down to 284 as of yesterday, so that’s a 15 pound loss with no exercising. When I get down into the 60′s I will start my running program (hopefully by then it will be warmer too). I hope that means I will lose faster, but 15 pounds in a month is nothing to sneeze at. Keep going, Wyatt!
People deal with stress differently and kudos for losing any weight during this difficult time. I would have headed straight for the RumChata cupcakes and called it a day. Keep up the good work, Wyatt.