About a year ago I got some medical news that made my eyes pop open–and not in a good way–and when I looked down at the scale, I kinda figured why. I registered at–gulp 181 pounds. For someone who’s 6 feet tall, that’s a great weight.
Well, I’m 5′ 6", so at 181 pounds, my blood-to-cheeseburger ratio was tipping way too far in the wrong direction. My belly Budda was growing in stature, and claiming more and more territory as the days went on. So I made a decision.
LAY OFF TAbout a year ago I got some medical news that made my eyes pop open–and not in a good way–and when I looked down at the scale, I kinda figured why. I registered at–gulp 181 pounds. For someone who’s 6 feet tall, that’s a great weight.
Well, I’m 5′ 6", so at 181 pounds, my blood-to-cheeseburger ratio was tipping way too far in the wrong direction. My belly Budda was growing in stature, and claiming more and more territory as the days went on. So I made a decision.
LAY OFF THE FRIGGIN CHEESEBURGERS!
I am happy to say that as of today, I now weigh 159 pounds. Yep, I’ve lost 22 pounds in the last year. It’s weird for me, because I haven’t weighed less than 160 pounds since I was in my early 20s, so this is taking some getting used to. But so far so good.
If there’s a down side, none of my pants fit me, but I guess there are worse problems to have.
Truth be told, I’d actually like to lose another ten pounds and rid myself of my belly Budda once and for all, but Liz says it’s just a little Budda at this point, so not to worry.
