Last Saturday I rode a Century. I rode my bike to work and back 4 out of five days this week (I overslept on Thursday). Most days this week were calling for rain, but I avoided it each time, other than a few sprinkles.
My commuting for the week racked up 140.5 miles on the bike. I’m not doing any big rides this weekend. I may not ride at all. I have a lot of “domestic” stuff to do.
I’ve had a depression issue for most of this year. It lifted mysteriously on Thursday, May 27th. I’ve been almost giddy ever since until yesterday (the day I didn’t ride) and my mood darkened. I rode again today, and things are well again.
Does riding fix the depression? Is the cause more subtle than that? I don’t know. I do know that it’s hard to get on the bike when I’m depressed.
I’ve been eating better, other than Wednesday where I went out for lunch, and again for dinner. I overate to the point of discomfort at dinner. I hate it when that happens.
My weight is still bobbing around between 200 and 210. It may linger there forever, but I now know that I must monitor my weight regularly and watch what I eat for the rest of my life. This isn’t negotiable. If I fail to do this, I will gain every pound back.
My goal weight is still 175. It may take a long time to get there. It seemed to be in striking distance at one point, but the loss has stalled.
I watched a speech by a doctor discussing a few things about obesity. I recommend it if you have a spare 90 minutes. The advice he gave was:
- Be as fit as possible at your current weight
- Prevent further weight gain
- If successful then begin weight loss
That’s not the way I did things. I started with the diet, then exercise, now I’m hoping to lose more weight, but trying not to gain more.
When I started this adventure my BMI was about 41. Standard medical procedure for someone like me would have been gastric bypass. I’m glad I didn’t go that route. I rather like having a complete GI tract. My BMI is now about 28, which is still considered overweight, but I would no longer be considered for surgery, and that is a very good thing.
I got a bit lazy after losing 100lbs. I started to indulge in the foods I love. I thought I could still do it, because I’d already lost weight, and because I ride my bike… a lot!
Well, that’s not the case. I went two months without weighing myself and gained almost 10 lbs.
I’m back to keeping a food diary. I am weighing myself daily again. I’m making more appropriate decisions about what I eat and drink.
I may have to give up beer. It’s a weakness for me, and I often go to a wonderful food establishment just for the beer. Then, of course, I partake of the food also. I really wanted to go again today. I didn’t. I stayed home and ate sensibly. If that particular establishment is off-limits to me, and I quit drinking beer, it would be easier to stay on track.