Weight, Weight, Don’t Tell Me

Despite the title (it was just something random that popped in my head), I really haven’t been ignoring the bathroom scale. I know enough to not try to weigh myself every single day, given the daily fluctuations that exist outside of any diet/regimen.

Usually, I’ll hop on the scale prior to taking my morning shower. But since we began South Beach again, I’ve largely forgotten. Weight loss is one of the goals (after my last doctor visit, my blood sugar levels were on the higher side… and one suggestion was to lose weight). But honestly, it’s not the biggest driver for me.

I think after a long spell of not eating well (and ordering out too much, and drinking too freely), it was time for a pause. With a few weeks behind us now (and us remaining on the first Phase), things are starting to feel more normal, more habitual.

Cooking is still… time-consuming. But we’ve got a few standard recipes and that’s helped. Througout, I haven’t had any kind of “gotta lose weight, gottal lose weight” thought in my head. Mostly, it’s been a “this is what we do now” thing.

Today, I remembered to hop on the scale and if I’m remembering right it was 184.4 (not sure why everything has ended in .4, which seems weird). I was trying to remember where I was at in college and high school (I think college was maybe 150, and HS 135).

Where I’m at now still seems somewhat high, and if I can get into the low 170’s that seems more appropriate. Though just doing a random Google search, I’m wondering if I should be targetting 160’s as the ideal (which, man, seems like a stretch).

For now, things seem to be working out. I had some pasta and wine on my birtday, but since then I think I’ve been pretty good about avoiding alcohol and bread/pasta/rice. Phase two of South Beach does allow for brown rice and quinoa, but I’ve been wary of switching to that. We’ll see how things go, the next time I remember to check my weight.

[photo via i yunmai]

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