When I started this blog one year and one week ago, I kept a progress record of my surprisingly successful weight loss (246.5 lbs. down to 185 lbs.). I stopped keeping a record after 24 weeks because I was happy with my progress to that point and needed to take a break.
Unfortunately, I have backslid a bit. It happens. Too many procrastinated workouts and late-night snacks. No sense in beating myself up over it, but I can’t let it continue.
So I think that I will start keeping a record again. In a way, the external reinforcement of publicizing my progress (or lack of progress) helps.
Why now? Well, 195 lbs. is coming dangerously close to 200. I will never weigh more than 200 again in my life. Never. Also, I have that 15th high school reunion coming up in a month. Silly, I know, but it helps to have some kind of milestone to work toward.
This time I’m modifying things slightly. In addition to the weigh-ins Monday, Wednesday, and Friday mornings, I will try monitoring the size of my waist and my gut (right around belly-button level) with a tape measure. The latter is tough to get accurate, but the general trend over the month is what is important; I’ll round to the nearest half inch.
Update: I’m dropping the “Gut” statistic. It is too hard to get consistent measurements with the tape measure.
Week 5
8/29 — 191.5 lbs., Waist: 32.5 in.
Week 4
8/26 — 192.0 lbs., Waist: 32.5 in.
8/24 — 192.0 lbs., Waist: 32.5 in. (okay…)
8/22 — 192.5 lbs., Waist: 32.5 in. (whew!)
Week 3
8/19 — 196.0 lbs., Waist: 33.0 in. (damn it!)
8/17 — 194.5 lbs., Waist: 32.5 in.
8/15 — 194.0 lbs., Waist: 32.5 in.
Week 2
8/12 — 193.5 lbs., Waist: 32.5 in.
8/10 — 193.5 lbs., Waist: 32.5 in.
8/08 — 194.5 lbs., Waist: 32.5 in.
Week 1
8/05— 194.5 lbs., Waist: 33 in., Gut: 37.5 in.
8/03 — 195.0 lbs., Waist: 33 in., Gut: 37.5 in.
8/01 — 195.5 lbs., Waist: 33 in., Gut: 37.5 in.
Good luck with the weight-losing! I could do with losing a couple of inches off my waist myself and altho I go to the gym weekly, I should go more than once, but it seems like too much effort. I should do some exercise at home but always find excuses (oh look, the washing up needs doing, time to sort out my bank statements, what’s on tv etc). My work skirts are getting kinda tight so I do need to do something - or I’ll have to splash out on new clothes!
I know what you mean about working up the effort to go to the gym. I had a Gold’s Gym that was conveniently a mile and a half away, and I had already paid like $650 for a year’s membership, but I still hardly went.
Tight clothing sucks. I have been so proud of all of the new jeans I was able to buy myself. They still fit (albeit tightly), but there is no way I’m buying the next size up.
My procrastination techniques are usually net-related—time to check Fark, Slashdot, etc. one more time. Although I have engaged in a few cleaning-related delaying tactics like dusting, or shining my sink, or wiping down my toilet. Oddly enough, I sometimes tell myself “no blogging until you do your workout.” Unfortunately, I am quite capable of finding dozens of other distractions.