Week sixEver have one of those weeks where nothing seems to go right? I’m not talking about one of those days — we all have those — I’m talking a whole week filled with fumbles and malfunctions, where everything you try seems to end in disaster. That’s what I had this week. Due to bad health and worse weather, I barely exercised at all. When I did get to the gym, I got overheated and dehydrated and had to cut off my workout prematurely. After the deadly tornadoes rolled in Monday, I was neck-deep in work for two days, staying late at the office trying to sort through conflicting information. It didn’t leave time for exercise or proper meals, and the stress may have played a role in the crippling migraines I suffered on Wednesday and Thursday. My bad juju was minor compared to the real tragedies suffered by so many people on Monday. In terms of the Ken 2.0 project, though, I had some genuine setbacks. With everything else that went wrong, I expected bad news when I weighed in on Thursday. I’m using a Wii Fit balance board as my scale. I have access to it at home, and it gives a digital result. So far, it’s been quite accurate. I didn’t want to step on that scale Thursday morning. I really didn’t. My head hurt so badly that the light from the television pierced my eyes like shards of glass. I had the volume turned low, but even the faint, cheerful sounds of the animated Wii characters seemed like screams. And I knew — I just knew — that my weight would be up. I followed the directions on the screen through squinted eyes. When prompted, I stepped up on the balance board. I pushed buttons on the Wii remote. Then my weight popped up: 289 pounds. My head was sufficiently achy to prevent my brain from functioning properly. My first thought was, "Oh great. I’ve gained seven pounds.” Gradually, the monkeys in my skull worked out the math. I hadn’t gained seven. I’d lost three pounds. I’m down 18 pounds overall. I’d love to say that it was a transformative moment, that the realization caused some immediate shift in the balance of my world and my head stopped hurting ... but that’s not what happened. Instead, I shuffled into the bedroom and told my wife I’d weighed in. "So,” she said. "What’s the verdict?” I held up three fingers. "I’m down three pounds.” She seemed surprised. So was I. There were plenty of dark clouds over Oklahoma this week. I guess I found a silver lining.
Staff Writer Ken Raymond began a yearlong weight loss and fitness journey on April
1. Here are his stats: Age: 40 Height: About 6 feet 1 inch Beginning weight: 307 pounds Current weight: 289 pounds