My weight loss journey—apologies for the long gap since my last post.
Earlier, I told you, in theory anyway, how I wanted to lose weight before my next significant birthday, and I promised to give you the actual numbers soon.
Here they are:
This past July 28th, I peaked out at 261 lbs, gloriously distributed over my 6’3” frame (I used to be over 6’4”, but that’s another story). At that time, with a bit more than six months to go till my sixty-tenth birthday on February 21st, I decided I wanted to lose ten per cent of my ample body weight.
That means reducing my weight by 26 lbs in about 30 weeks, or nearly a pound a week.
Target: 235 pounds.
Today, after 13 weeks since my peak, I weighed in at 249.8 lbs. So I’m down 11.2 so far.
The reason for my journey are many and unsurprising. I want to:
- Reduce strain on my joints having to carry around all that weight, including especially hips, knees, back, neck, and others
- Reduce or further control my hypertension (high blood pressure), which I currently control with sensible diet, exercise, and two different medications
- Reduce strain on my heart and circulatory system
- Possibly reduce the severity of my sleep apnea, which I currently control with nightly use of a CPAP machine
- Maintain or possibly improve my current level of attractiveness to my mate
Sound familiar? I think these are common aspirations, and I know I can do this.
The method? With my wife Susan, I’m checking in (and going on the scale) every Thursday morning at Weight Watchers.