So here, on time for once, are the week-ending numbers:
Starting
Weight:
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234.6
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Original Target*:
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246.8
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Adjusted Target:
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232.8
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Actual Weight:
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233.0
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Loss/Gain:
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1.6
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Total Loss:
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69.6
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% of Goal:
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50.2%
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Avg. Loss/Wk.:
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2.2
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*Original target calculated from a
starting weight of 302.6 lbs. and an average loss/wk. of 1.8 lbs.
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As I reported yesterday, I suffered an inexplicable 2-lb.
spike on Thursday which took the burnish off crossing the 50% mark on
Wednesday. I lost most but not all of it on Friday and had a completely awesome
dinner that night which cost me 0.4 lbs. on Saturday. Compared to the
plan-month target line, I’m over by 1.5 lbs. However, considering the two
upticks this week, I did pretty good and am still well ahead of where I
originally planned to be. One and a half pounds down for the week is much
better than a pound and a half up. Take the victories you get.
This morning, one of my Lose It! friends posted a quote from
Ijeoma Oluo: “You can’t hate your body into a shape you will love.” (Ijeoma, you
will remember, is the woman who lost weight only to come to resent the
change in people’s attitude toward her.)
I agree you can’t hate your body into a shape you will
love. But by the same token, you can’t wish away obesity’s damage to your
health. Losing weight is not about hating your body. It’s about treating
your body with the love and respect it deserves. (It’s about treating food
with the respect it deserves, too.) My body has been trying to tell me for a
long time, in ways both subtle and obvious, that it doesn’t like the way I
treat it and that, if I go on abusing it, it will break down good and proper.

