It never fails I weigh in on measurement day and go through
the hoopla and after it’s all done I enjoy a massive bowel movement.
Might have been another ten pounds and several inches in the
waist down.
Still, at my age any bowel movement in a storm. That’s a saying, right?
Here are the pre-explosion numbers…
Week 1
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Week 2
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11/1/2012
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11/8/2012
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11/15/2012
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Goal
|
|
Neck
|
18.25
|
17.50
|
17.50
|
16.00
|
Left Arm
|
15.50
|
14.00
|
14.00
|
17.00
|
Shoulders
|
54.50
|
53.00
|
52.00
|
50.00
|
Chest
|
53.00
|
52.75
|
51.25
|
46.00
|
Waist
|
50.50
|
48.50
|
49.25
|
38.00
|
Hips
|
46.00
|
45.00
|
44.78
|
36.00
|
Left Thigh
|
25.50
|
24.25
|
24.25
|
30.00
|
Left Calf
|
18.00
|
17.75
|
18.00
|
17.00
|
Left Ankle
|
10.25
|
9.75
|
10.00
|
9.00
|
Left Wrist
|
7.50
|
7.25
|
7.25
|
7.00
|
BP
|
134/86
|
137/86
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133/87
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110/70
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Pulse
|
79.00
|
67.00
|
66.00
|
60.00
|
Weight
|
293.80
|
273.40
|
272.20
|
255.00
|
6.94%
|
7.35%
|
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Weight 1
|
170.00
|
170.00
|
171.00
|
Now I am starting to feel bad. I’m down another pound and my esteemed
opponent is up one.
I might be able to enjoy a full Thanksgiving dinner after all.
Sure, it will probably be at Shoney’s and not home-cooking,
but Strawberry pie.
Let me hold onto that sad, thin thread of hope.
Later.
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