198.0 lbs
15 steps forward, 3 steps back, and 2 steps forward. Reads like, my big brother, Chuck's version of Red Light Green Light. Twisted hilarity.
87 pounds to go
138 days to go
I'm quite under the weather today, but thanks in part to modern medicine, a spoonful of sugary DNA from my Momma, and a pretty day, I don't care that I'm imitating Old Faithful today. I'm too happy to be saddy. So harrumph and zippiddy doo dah!
I lost a few crucial days of weight loss, which pushes the average daily loss necessity to 0.7 ish pounds list per day if I'm to reach 112 by my birthday. So, I might be adjusting my deadline for reality-sake to Halloween. That gives me a weekend, holiday, celebrations and a depression-slump-of-the-cycle buffer that is much more realistic than a competitive game similar to that of The Biggest Loser where they have oodles of doctors on hand monitoring, trainers at arms length barking, staff nearby in case of emergency and crew constantly gawking and maintaining the pressure. I've got me :D occasionally family, and less occasionally friends with me watching and cheering my every move in-person. Hm, I think I should ease up on the pressure juuuuuust a tad :P
After this morning's debacle, I realize that I am but human :) at least 20% of the time anyway.
I'd have to exercise in excess of 100 calories, meaning I'd have to burn off ALL of my consumed calories for the day PLUS and additional 100 calories, every single day until August 18th to reach my goal if I want to be 112 by the 19th of August. Yeah not gonna happen unless by some miracle Dr Oz shows up with Richard Simmons and Major Payne to whip me into shape on a daily basis from here on in. Ain't gonna happen. Time to Stop. Rewind! Remix. And reconfigure. Again :) oh, I love life :P
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