… sucks. I’m so committed to getting to 199 lbs by Nov 30 that I feel like resorting to drastic measures. More gym time, less eating, more water, contemplating fat-burners, colon cleansing, anything to get to my goal.
If I had some way of measuring fat lost instead of total weight lost it would be a different story. But my gym doesn’t have that, and I think they add weight to the scales! (At least, that’s what I tell myself.) Besides the obvious signs of lost weight, my only true measurement is that not only do my pants no longer fit, but now my boxer briefs are loose. Really, the only thing keeping them up are the side-effects of my nitric oxide supplement. (Take that for what you will, stupid vasodialators.)
I don’t mind being stuck at 215 lbs, as long as the weight lost is all fat. I’d try to take a critical look at myself, but I’m still self-conscious about it. 17 more days and I’ll take a break. Until then, it’s gym gym gym gym.
