Newnan’s Largest Lessener 11

I’m sick I tell ya, sick.  No, not like that I have a Spring cold and sore throat.

Punishment has its benefits.

-Me, 2012 (possibly the Marquis de Sade too?)

Once again I am blaming a lack of pure, refined sugar for my being sick.  I know a box of Girl Scout cookies is the cure!

Now the numbers:

	6/21/2009	2/9/2012	3/30/2012	4/6/2012	4/13/2012	4/13/2012
Neck	21.00		18.25	18.00	17.50	17.50
Left Arm	18.25	16.50	15.25	15.00	14.75	16.00
Shoulders	58.50	58.50	54.00	55.50	55.00	54.75
Chest	58.00	56.75	53.00	52.25	53.00	52.50
Waist	60.00	55.00	50.00	49.50	49.00	49.00
Hips	52.50	49.00	46.50	46.50	46.25	45.75
Left Thigh	34.00	28.50	25.50	25.50	25.50	26.00
Left Calf	18.50	18.50	18.25	17.75	17.75	17.50
Left Ankle	11.50	10.50	10.25	10.25	10.25	10.25
Left Wrist	8.50	7.75	7.50	7.50	7.50	7.50
BP	170/115	159/104	120/76	145/92	138/89	145/91
Pulse	78.00	70.00	70.00	73.00	70.00	68.00
Weight	350.00	319.20	293.00	289.00	287.60	284.80
Contest		330.00

The slow and steady decline continues!  Another week another TWO pounds.  At this rate I’ll be there in a year or  less.

Good all the way around there.  I will say having not eaten white bread in a long time, I did feel like my appetite increased throughout the day after having a sub sandwich for lunch.  Luckily I just focused that hunger on better food later that night.

So that was the goodish news and now the better.  (This line is slightly more clever if you look at last week’s.)

The Exercise Routine:

Exercise:	Fri.	Sat	Sun	Mon	Tue	Wed	Thu	Goal	Actual	Pass/Fail
Bike (mins)	-	-	-	-	-	-	-	4-5	0	Pass
Pilates	-	-	-	-	-	-	-	1-2	0	Fail
Walk (mins)	-	X	-	-	-	-	-	4-5	1	Pass
Elliptical (mins)	X	-	-	X	X	-	-	4-5	3	Pass
Jumping Jacks #	-	-	-	X	-	X	-	4	2	Fail
Push Ups #	-	-	-	X	-	-	-	4	1	Fail
Sit Ups #	-	-	-	X	-	-	-	4	1	Fail
Stretches - AM	-	X	-	X	-	X	X	4	4	Pass
Weights - AM	-	X	-	X	-	X	X	4	4	Pass
*Bold for exercise goals that are a combination of the exercises over the course of a week.

So in the main cardio exercise category I give myself a solid C, did the reps but not my best stuff.

In the AM strength and stretching category, I say a B with a nod to raising the lbs. on the free weight exercises soon.

The goal with the general fitness measures (the # lines) it’s a flat out D-.  I can’t do twenty push-ups to save my life, more than twenty sit-ups and I puke and jumping jacks make me dizzy when I near 50.  The goal is to be able to do a hundred of each, with little or no effort.  It’s a goal.

The Pilates is an awesome core strengthening system but it requires some square footage to do all the exercises and the logistics of it were beyond me this week.  The only fail category, but a minor one for now.

So a good and not great week exercise wise, diet and measure were both good.

There is still a month and a week to go, another ten to twelve pounds easy.  For the contest that won’t meet the goal, so definitely need to kick it up in the exercise level.  *Sniff* but I am sick, in fact not even sure if I am writing this or it’s all just a fever dream.

Diary of a Fat Kid

I remember a time when being sick was pretty cool.  Being slightly ahead in schoolwork like a good nerd should be, when I got sick there was a leeway with the level of illness that got me out of school.  Now I was in the time frame where our family doctor didn’t believe in pulling tonsils out of kids.  Which was probably a mistake because I got strep throat about every three months or so all through grade school.  It got to the point where the school nurse just sent me home and I was getting a shot from the doctor an hour later, everyone knew the drill.

So even the slightest fever, and a check that I wasn’t missing any homework, and bang I was home for the day.  Orange sherbet, soup and sandwich with the crust off – because it hurt my throat to swallow and all the 7-up I could drink.  And when I was a kid the resilience was high, so a solid nap and hours of TV on the couch and I felt great.

Now when I get a stupid cold it takes three days to get over it, no one is making me soup or bringing my sherbet.  I usually don’t want to do anything, but not feeling well enough to not do anything sucks.  Thinking about the grocery store makes my nose runnier, if that is possible.  Being sick as a grownup sucks.

The Plan:

Last week I was able to get a jump on the exercise routine early and now I’m starting out the week sick.  Plus side, not hungry at all.  Minus side, not moving much at all.  It’s going to make for an interesting and compacted schedule for the rest of the week.  Two more pounds this week and then some.

Later.