Week sevenI could be really bummed out right now. If I let myself, I could sit here boo-hooing about the number that popped up on the scale this morning.
But I’m not allowing myself to do that. Why should I? I weighed in at 290 pounds today. That put me up a full pound over this time last week. I’m supposed to be losing weight, not gaining it, so clearly I headed in the wrong direction over the past seven days. Discouraging? Yes. Crushing? No. I want to lose weight. A lot of it. I’m in a hurry to do it, too. I want those photos I pose for each week to show obvious decreases in girth and increases in definition. I don’t want to look the same. I’m after dramatic results, the quicker the better. Maybe that’s not the best way to approach this, though. I know that my doctors want me to lose two pounds a week. That seems painfully slow to me until I do the math. If I average two a week over the course of a year, that’s a decrease of 104 pounds. Talk about dramatic. If I succeed at that, I will have lost the equivalent of a Hollywood actress. Did I lose my two pounds this week? Nope. Fat-to-fit Blog
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Staff Writer Ken Raymond began a yearlong weight loss and fitness journey on April 1. Here are his stats: Age: 41 Height: About 6 feet 1 inch Beginning weight: 307 pounds Current weight: 290 pounds