Well, by now, anyone, who bothers to follow my weight loss journey, through this blog, knows that most Fridays (with the exception of the occasional Thursday), is “weigh day” because Friday is the official day that I report to the weight loss clinic to get weighed, have my blood pressure checked, then bend over for the ritual stabbing of the B6/B12 combo shot with the 2 inch needle in my butt. (Again I say "White Coat Syndrome is Real!).
Last week, I was up 2 lbs., however, I think, due to the previous few weeks of funeral food and eating on the go (not to mention the BBQ Rib Platter on Thursday night), my weight was up a couple of lbs. Probably water retention...
I knew that today would be a good “weigh day” because I’ve been helping a friend set a bunch of large poles in 40 lb bags of concrete, for his vineyard. Not really hard work, but more physical labor than I’ve done in a long while. So, this morning, like most every Friday morning, in spite of my "Jabba the Hutt” appearing nekkidness, I was extremely happy to step on the scales and see that I was within 1 lb. of having lost 30 lbs since the 1st of February.
I haven’t been at this weight in over 5 years!... Yippie!...
On the other hand, I really can't see it, except where there’s saggy skin where fat used to be. For example, my stomach… Well, it’s not that bad, just sayin’….
Sad news is that I still have about 50 lbs. to go. Can you believe I’ve let myself gain so much weight, in the name of quitting smoking and achieving good cardiovascular health.
If all goes as planned, I’ll be making an appointment, with a plastic surgeon, just before my high school reunion, just so I can do something about the flabby skin (along with my man-boobs), which are serious need of reduction.
Still have another milestone to go before I can reward myself with cheese enchiladas (with a fried egg, over easy, on top). Hopefully, next Friday will be "enchilada payday"...
I'll let you know how that goes... Until then, Adios…
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