I weighed in at 178.5 today. I think it was mostly due to the fact that I spent the early portion of the day feeling very ill and defecating quite a bit. However, it did get me thinking that I’d finally like to figure out how tall I am and thereby figure out what my ideal weight would be. I am, apparently, 5’ 8” tall. According to the BMI (body mass index) calculators available on the internet I should weigh, at a maximum, one hundred and sixty-four pounds. That means that I am, even after so much progress, still fifteen pounds overweight and only one pound away from being considered obese.
It’s quite disappointing to discover you’re only five eight and what that means for your weight loss campaign. Being sick sucked too, but knowing that I hadn’t really made any progress at all was worse.
I think I will set up a doctor’s appointment this week to figure out where this persistent nausea and gastrointestinal pain is coming from. I’d like to know why my bowel movements don’t look at all natural. I don’t want the doctor to tell me that I need to go back to my old diet to get back to normal because I don’t want to be stuck being fat.
Fat, fat, fat, fattie, fat, fat. That’s what I am. And, I’m sick of it.
The Patriots won though and that made me smile.