“There’s that word again; “heavy”. Why are things so heavy in the future? Is there a problem with the earth’s gravitational pull?” – Dr. Emmett Brown, Back to the Future
So back in late April, I was telling you how my anxiety medicine had helped conserve some extra calories in my midsection. Of course, the Candy Bars on sale at Kroger didn’t help either. But here’s an update of what has been going on.
The next time I had weight myself after the initial post, I was up to 177.6, NOT a move in the right direction. It may have just been momentum weight. I think in 2003, I had some Pregnancy sympathy weight and was near 178 or so.
I didn’t want to be concerned about daily fluctuations in my weight, so I have weighted myself periodically. And since I weight myself first thing in the morning, the mornings I want to get my weight, I’ll sleep naked on those days. If I don’t sleep as a minimalist, then I don’t weight myself because I am too sleepy (and I am NOT a morning person) or I forget. The Elder and The Younger routinely come into our room and hang out in the bed with us, some time around 5am or so. Usually they don’t say anything and sometimes they even fall back asleep. However, once they know you are awake, it’s:
“I hungry”, “Go to the Kitchen”, “I hungry”, “I hungry”, “Go to the Kitchen”, “Go to the Kitchen”
It’s usually here where I use a Jedi Mind Trick to suggest to them what is for breakfast
“Okay, these are not the droids you are looking for let’s go to the kitchen and get french toast okay?”
Except on weighting mornings
“Daddy, why are you so naked, put on your pjs”
So the couple of times that I weighed myself, I was moving in the right direction 175.4, 174.6 but the last time that I weighted myself, I was 175.8 and that made me a little depressed. Could one reason that my running has not been up to par (and a future post) is that I am carrying extra weight? Last year I was around a fighting weight of 165 and now 175. I’m almost the size of a NFL punter…
I can attribute some of the increase in weight in the fact that i am weight lifting now. So there is a little bit to allocate but I think the midsection pudge is the real culprit. My big thin that I need a crystal ball for is to determine, if my running is going to adjust to the heavier weight or if I have to lose the weight.
The weight from the meds is worth it. To get the same effect, I would essentially have to be buzzed all day long and well, that’s only fun for about 4 hours at a time. I would be so dehydrated… plus the law enforcement doesn’t smile to kindly on drinking and driving. I think that UT has some sort of drug free workplace.
So, did I just tell myself to “suck it up and live with”? What a jerk!