The next morning I bit the bullet and dug the scale out of its hiding place in the hall closet. Initially, after stepping onto that poor scale, I averted my gaze in a manner similar to the maneuver you use when encountering someone in public who is a Facebook "friend" but who you actually have no desire to speak to in reality. You know the one... "Just don't make eye contact, keep going, and hope you don't run into them again." However, just as you inevitably run into that "friend" numerous times and eventually must make awkward conversation, I eventually had to face reality and look at the scale.
"Two hundred and seventy eight pounds," said the miserable, heartless, box of wires that rested beneath my feet. As a knee-jerk reaction I told the smart ass scale to "shut the f*ck, b*tch!" and forcefully slammed it back into the closet. That would surely teach it the lesson it deserved.
While I have managed to calm myself, and apologize to the scale, I am still fairly upset that I let my weight get that high again. After all, no more than a month ago I had weighed 267 lbs. The fact that one person can even gain 11 lbs in a single month has to be some sort of record.
Now three days later, I find find myself at a slightly less disappointing 272 lbs. While I realize most of the 6 lbs is "water weight" and not actual fat loss, the number is still encouraging
At my fittest, in highschool, I weighed 155 lbs and had about 9% body fat. On March 1st 2012 I weighed in at a massive 308 lbs, at which point I halfheartedly resolved to go on a diet. 364 days later I am down 36 lbs. I realize that 155 lbs is an unrealistic goal to set for myself. Setting that goal would not only be unfair to myself, but would also eventually end in disappointment and a very probable relapse of old habits.
After much consideration I have decided that my intial goals will be:
Short Term: 262 lbs by March 30th (4 weeks from Saturday)
Long(er) Term: 250 lbs by May 4th (KY Derby Day)
Ultimate Goal: 195 lbs by (a date to be determined on May 4th)
The first two goals are very attainable, but will require focus. My ultimate goal, however, is quite intimidating. After all, I haven't weighed 195 lbs in approximately eight years. No to mention, meeting that goal will require a total weight loss of 113 lbs from my heaviest weight last March.
Enough about the future, for now I am riding on the emotional highs of a fantastic work out, and my outlook on life in general has drastically improved already. Until next time, lets hope that these good feelings last and the Diet Coke headaches continue to stay the f*ck away.