The remarkable and confounding thing is that I've lost this weight without doing anything terribly dramatic. Sure, I'm exercising more than I was, and certainly I'm eating better, and Lord knows I'm drinking more water than ever before, but that's it. Truthfully, this hasn't been hard.
Some sage soul asked me today if I feel better. I had to stop and think about the question because an answer wasn't leaping out at me.
"Yes, I think I do," I responded. "Mostly my intestines feel better."
OK, that was a lame answer, but it's the first thing that popped into my mind. I feel less full and my constitution, with the exception of a few rare days, is much more regular and, for lack of a better word, comfortable. Does that make sense? So, yes, I feel better.
Moreover, I feel better psychologically. I'm committing to "me" time, exercising almost every day. I'm seeing the total on the weight scale dropping consistently, and that feels good, too. I wonder though when my body will decide to level out, reaching equilibrium? Just how much weight do you lose before the calories going in match the calories going out and everybody's happy?
I believe I've graduated from "obese" to "overly fat", according to my Shoppers Drug Mart super-deluxe weight scale. Perhaps when I convocate to "healthy", equilibrium will have been achieved?
January 27, 2010 - 197 pounds, 27.8 body fat