Up until about 10 years ago, I weighed 145 pounds, 150 when I felt like eating $20 worth of Chinese food. (Seriously, I used to be able to eat that much in one sitting.)
I got up to about 180 when I started stress eating between 2007 and 2011. In 2012, I got close to my 2006 weight in North Carolina. I stabilized at about 160 or so in Charlottesville because I wasn’t as active as I usually am due to my weird schedule.
Then came October 2015 to February 2016. Along with my Charlottesville schedule, I commuted from Richmond. When I started living and working in Richmond in February, I was over 200 pounds.
It’s awful, and my doctor agrees.
I started walking almost everywhere again. Even on my laziest day, I clock in more than an hour a day now, and thanks to Missy, it’s slowly turning into a jog.
Just by doing that, I’ve lost 10 pounds. I’ve been between 190 and 195 since then because I’m more or less burning off everything I eat each day … except for the past few days, thanks to Thanksgiving and Christmas.
That changes next week.
I’m adjusting my diet, too. My theory is that I can go back to my normal diet after I reach the target as long as my physical activity continues to meet or exceed my normal intake of food.
Some of my friends are doing a weight-loss challenge over the next six months. I’m shooting for 35 pounds. I don’t want/need to get back to 150, but if it happens, it happens.
So here’s my first check-in. Let’s see where we are in February.