This week, for the first time, I was actually below my previous week's weigh in by Friday, the day before my Saturday weigh in. It feels like I am actually starting to physically get used to the new schedule.
This week I managed to lose another 1.3 pounds for a total of 129.2 pounds down to date, or 76% of my target. I am now down to 204.7 pounds, which officially puts me at light-heavyweight. Not yet overweight, but that's only a matter of a couple of pounds now, and I know it is only a matter of time.
I have had some great fasting blood sugar figures this week, with all normal readings, and 3 readings even below 5.0 mmol/L (where the upper limit for normal blood sugar is 5.5 mmol/L). May was a watershed month in terms of my blood sugar readings, and now each month is more normal than the last. I am so happy to see these readings each morning, because avoiding the Type II diabetes that riddles my family is one of the main reasons I was workout out. That, and being able to sit on chairs without breaking them, of course.
For Father's Day I sent the Patriarch a Withings wifi scale that records weight, body fat and BMI, as well as my favourite fitness apps like TactioHealth, Glucose Companion, and Full Fitness HD. The Patriarch is tracking his food and exercise using MyNetDiary, which I personally do not find as user friendly or flexible as MyFitnessPal, but to each his own. The Patriarch was only recently diagnosed with Type II diabetes, and he is working to develop better eating habits and to increase his activity levels. It's kind of strange how I am the more experienced person when it comes to lifestyle change; I am the one giving him advice based on my longer experience with nutrition and exercise - - after all, I am a year and half ahead of him. He still weighs less than me - - but only slightly - - but I am far fitter. And at the rate I have been going, I will be lighter than him pretty soon. It's a real role reversal between father and daughter, though, and it feels a bit odd.
This week I had a funny thing happen at discoveries. We were at the court reporter's office, and I had one of our assistant's bring over some printing from the office. When I went out at the break to pick up the printing, the receptionist handed it to me before I even introduced myself. I asked her how she knew the printing was for me, and the receptionist told me that she had looked me up on my firm's website to see what I looked like. I must have winced (it's a photo taken before I began working out), because the receptionist said "You need to get a new photo!". Love it.
Just so you can see what she was speaking about, here's the (terrible) photo in question, compared to how I look now:
So where do I stand in relation to my goals? Pretty good, actually:
The Nerd and I are going to South Carolina in a couple of weeks for his family reunion, and I am a little worried about (a) food, and in particular, healthy food; and (b) exercise. The cabins at which we are staying are right on a lake, and there are apparently kayaks and boats available, which is good. On the bad side, there is no internet access at all, which may cause me to have seizures - - I am such an internet junkie, I don't know how easily I will be able to go cold turkey like that. It will be like traveling back in time to the 1980s, except without the snazzy fashion sense and danceable music.
This week will be another challenging week, albeit for nice reasons. My sister's birthday is this coming Saturday, so Friday night the family is going out to North 44 (a nice Mark McEwan restaurant in midtown Toronto). That's all well and delicious, but my new weigh in day is Saturday.
Given the typical sodium levels in restaurant food, even trying to eat manageable portions will make it tough to lose weight this week. But I keep reminding myself that this is a long term lifestyle change, not a sprint, so one week off the reservation should not be too bad for me in the big picture.