Take a load off.

It’s not easily done.
My chances are a million to one.
Oh, no… oh no.
I’m talking about… I’m talking about weight that can’t be carried.

– The Heavy Blinkers

Here’s the blog where I double down on my weight loss efforts. My chances are a hell of a lot better than a million to one, but I have to acknowedge that my efforts haven’t been up to snuff for the past year or so. I’m just not devoting enough attention to it. I’m thinking about it once a week — if that — instead of every day. And I need to lose this weight, I really do. Because I want to live to a ripe old age, and I want to be happy when I get there.

So starting today, I’m going to keep a daily diary of just what I eat, and any other pertinent factors in weight loss. Plus, I’m using this opportunity to teach myself WordPress in the process, just because.

So far today — it’s something of a last hurrah, although god knows I’ve had plenty of them — I’ve had:

• Two cups of coffee
• A BostonMarket country fried chicken sandwich
• a serving of mashed potatoes
• Two cups (20 oz) of white ice tea — sweetened, I’m pretty sure.
• Some smoked gouda cheese and crackers (which I continue to have; tomorrow I’ll be more exact about portions)
• And tonight I’ll be having a grilled swordfish steak in Soy Vey teriyaki sauce, along with a couple ears of corn on the cob (buttered and salted). I might have some cooked mushrooms with it, or I might hold those off until tomorrow.
• I’ll probably wash that down with a glass or two of iced tea. Decaffienated, coz my sweetie likes it that way.

Anyway, the other thing I do on Wednesdays (usually Wednesday) is to go to my Weight Watchers meeting and weigh in. When I started Weight Watchers, I was 249.0 pounds. I’d gotten down to around 219 pounds. I now, today, weighed in at 232.6.

Get a good look at that number. You won’t be seeing it again.

Rob