The Weight

Please ignore my rather unattractive feet and my aforementioned need for a pedicure. But this is kind of big news and I didn't want to not post it.

Weighing myself this morning, I was shocked at seeing this number. Shocked in a good way. The last time I consistently weighed less that 200 lbs was after I had Covid. I was around 195. I thought to myself, I'll do my best to keep it off! 

Pandemic life was such that we didn't go out much, I wasn't going to work, I wasn't walking, and my weigh went back up to about 220 or so. I managed over time to get to 208 but got stuck. Just spent pretty much a year at 208. 

In January, at my last doctor's appointment, I was 202. She prescribed phentermine, and over the past few months I've gotten here. 

Just want to kind of brag on that a bit. I won't hurt myself patting me on the back or anything but this has been a long slog. I won't use "journey" because I hate the term "weight loss journey." 

I look back at pictures of myself over the past several years. I cropped photos of myself to keep my belly out of view. My face is big and round. 

This is actually one of my favorite pictures of me from when I used to take Dave out for beers every Friday for Shenanigans with Dave (also, very sad that I do not keep that blog up to date. 2024 was a long time ago!) 

Look how big my face is. At the time, I'm unsure to be honest because I did not want to know my actual weight, I think I was at 250, at least. 

Fast forward to now. Conquering the 199 goal that I set for myself when we moved here in 2017, finally, it's a good feeling. 

Reset the goal to 180 once I crossed the rubicon of 199. Hopefully to 180 by the end of the summer. 

As always, we shall see. 

New Orleans selfies, June 2022 on top, February 2017 below. You can see that there is some more rounding from 2017 to 2022... So weight was for sure gained after I moved down here. 

And next time I go to New Orleans I will get a picture at the Avenue Pub bathroom again for comparison. 

Work was incredibly slow today. I had scheduled a call with a client in Alaska and completely forgot this was the Friday of a holiday weekend. Doh. I didn't ask her to reschedule but in my heart of hearts I hoped she'd forget the meeting. Well, she made it. And it was a good meeting, and we got a lot done. It was nice.

 

I made a marinade for the chicken thighs we had in the fridge, and let it set. Doug and I took the dog for a long walk. It was nice to do that together, and I'll be honest, we could have gone longer but he wanted to get home and watch the news. 

We discussed reaching out to a buyers' agent that we met when we were out in Front Royal a couple weeks ago and there are a couple of houses he really wants to go look at in person. So I'll email her, and start the conversation tomorrow. Too late tonight to email someone. 

Real estate people are like tech support people (like me) and check their messages at all hours. I'd like to think she wouldn't really want a message from me tonight. 

Digits below, and an overall good day!

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours. 41 min walk/1.85 miles. 10k+ steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

9am: 111
4:30pm: 113
10pm: 135

food & meds:
9am: phentermine
10am: met+glip
10:45am: english muffin w/pb & low sugar jelly
6:30pm: chicken thigh (marinade: garlic, ginger, soy sauce, lemon, cilantro), macaroni salad
7pm:met+glip (forgot to take before dinner)
8:30pm: pretzel chips w/pb
9:30pm: jardiance