I am now officially on weight maintenance and trying to find an eating plan that will work. My weight is staying level, but I am really sort of dieting and sort of eating carefully.
I am having funny, but exciting, things happening. The other day, I had my hand on one side of the middle of my abdomen and I noticed something protruding. I found Nancy and said, “Something right here is sticking out”. She asked me if I had one on the other side and, when I did, pointed out that I was feeling my rib cage.
This morning as I was waking up, I noticed that I had a very bony elbow in my right hand. That startled me until I realized that it was the elbow that belongs to my left arm.
This next thing is silly. Visualize a man crossing one leg over the other. He can cross one leg straight across, at an angle, or straight up and down with the other leg. Until recently, I had just accepted that I was not able to do the last one. I can now do it, I guess because I have lost so much weight in my legs. Nancy started laughing the other day and said that in thirty-one years of marriage (Wednesday was the big day); she had never seen me cross my legs that way.
I am really excited about something else. I was positive that I was wearing the smallest sizes possible for me. I had previously gone from a size XL-XXL shirt to a large and a “loose fit” size 44 blue jeans to a “regular cut” size 36. Well, it will be summer any moment here and I had noticed that all my summer shirts (mostly tee shirts) were too big.
I tried on a size medium tee shirt and it fit with room to spare. Are you kidding me? I am really wearing a medium. I haven’t worn a medium since I was in junior high. I was now on a roll so I tried on some shorts and the 34’s fit perfectly. I know that almost everything physical fitness wise is based on the scales, but my body is still changing even though the scales seem stuck.
I weighed 191½ this morning on doctor’s scales. I have applied for new life insurance. I now qualify for lower rates because my risk category has drastically changed for the better. The nurse who came today for the insurance company to draw blood, ask questions, measure, and weigh me says I am 5’11″ and 186.
Next week I plan to discuss my proposed eating plan and, if there is room, why my diets in the past failed. See you next Thursday morning.