Saturday, August 14, 2010
Another Day on the Highway
Today is another day on Highway 150. I have found myself stumbling a bit lately. For some reason, I have become a bit complacent in recent days. I think it is a combination of repetitive exercise, allowing myself more leeway in what I eat, and eating more overall. Mostly, though, I think it stems from having the scale act so fickle for so long. In the past two weeks I have lost a total of four pounds-that includes a gain and loss of an additional four pounds. After losing steadily for two months, this roller coaster was somewhat disheartening. The bottom line, however, is that I am glad to have lost those four pounds. Those are four pounds I no longer carry with me: four boxes of pasta; eighty dollars in quarters; eight glasses of water. My total loss is now 39 pounds! Holy cow, that's just one pound away from 40. Forty pounds is a bag of dog food!
In honor of this momentous occasion, I am going to begin to take weekly measurements. Looking back to the day I began this journey, I wish I had taken an initial set of measurements. I was too horrified, too ashamed, too embarrassed by how large I had gotten to memorialize the situation with anything other than a total weight. I will never know how large I really was, but that isn't really the important thing to keep in mind. The real prize is how small I will get on this journey. I am hoping that measuring inches as well as pounds will help keep me from veering too far off the road.