My goodness, I swear that I have a tapeworm inside of me.
The hungries (*) have returned because of the kettlebell exercises. I only worked out three times seriously this week. I made them count though. The muscles are building and they apparently want calories. Like, big-time!
And yes, this is pathetic, but....
I was afraid that despite eating like 10 times my body weight in food everyday, I would only lose like a half of a pound. Midweek weigh-in pointed to that. My official weigh-in apparently had other plans (**).
**PREVIOUS WEEKS NUMBERS:
June 29: 206.0@22 (Weigh-in closest to July 1)
July 06: 206.2@21 (Last Week of Plateau )
July 13: 204.8@23
July 20: 204.2@21
July 27: 203.0@22
- Down 1.2 pounds
- Down 3.0 pounds this month (including a week of a plateau)
- 3.2 pounds from the 190s
- 8.0 pounds from my goal
203 has been a number that for some reason I've blogged about more than the others. When I was first losing weight, it was the first time I really REALLY noticed how my physical appearance was changing for the good. By contrast, when I was gaining last year, I plateaued there and noticed that my appearance was changing for the worse.
As for now, 2-0-3 iz O-K wi M-E
- TD Out!
(*) When I start hitting the gym more intensely, my appetite goes crazy. I've been through it enough times to know that I won't gain much weight if any.
(**) Most humanize/anthropomorphize their scales. Me? I dare to make the actual weigh-ins themselves my friends/enemies. I'm just awesome that way, I guess :)