Getting in Shape: End of Week 12

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Now it's time for a little weight report. This was a frustrating week for me. I dotted all the i's and crossed all the t's. For the first time in several weeks, I evened out. Every point I consumed was on program, or exercised for. As such, here are some interesting stats for you.

Beginning Wii Weight: 223.8 (My heaviest ever after this summer.)
Wii Weight on 1-7-14: 211 (an overall loss of .4 for the week)
Total: 12 pounds LOST

Weight Watchers on Initial Weigh In: 224
Weight Watchers on 1-7-14: 214 (an overall gain of .2 for the week)
Total: 10 pounds LOST

And so, I thought, we enter the plateau season, when your body has to get used to the new you. So, I was not exactly down, but not exactly happy.

This is not Pam's, the Weight Watcher leader, thoughts. Rather than supporting the plateau theory, there were three of us this weekend that lost tiny amounts, or even gained a little. Our common issue was increasing our workout. The idea is that our muscles are catching up to us, and this gain is the muscle thing, but overall that's good.

Was Pam right? This morning's Wii Weight was 209.7, which takes me down 1.3 from Tuesday, so Pam's theory looks viable. We'll see.

Working out: I've been working out a lot more. We have company coming this week, so I've been cleaning (and that'll be the next entry, believe it), plus we just bought the Wii Fit U, and I've been playing with the new dance studio and the luge (loves me some luge). So, yes, I have been exercising a lot, and having fun. I suspect that the workouts will pay off.

When I saw my doc yesterday, she was thrilled. My blood pressure looked great, and I owe it all to exercise. Also, according to her records, I've lost 15 pounds since April. Well, you know, sometimes you weigh with your shoes on. So happy glowy happiness. Oh. Except for the dust problem. Next entry...

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Dust, My Bitter, Bitter Enemy

I did not make any big deal out of my recent battles with dust. I might have mentioned that I visited a doctor and took some steroids to try to get rid of some low level headaches, because we thought the crazy weather differential (outside -40F windchill and snow, inside 70 and dry) might have caused some sinus issues. Well, no real difference in the long run. I was having trouble with headaches, eye aches (lots of screen fatigue, and kind of a creaky, clicky right eye sometimes for mobility.) Sometimes I had congestion or a runny nose, some sneezing, some coughing. Classic ENT issues. And a little dizziness and nausea which I blamed on the headaches.

So I put off returning to the doctor for a couple of reasons:

1. I was busy at work and didn't want to schedule it.
2. I figured they'd just tell me I was old and I would have to live with it (which is pretty much what I've been told about, oh, lessee, 4 or so maladies now. Yay.)

But Bryon was insistent I go, and honestly, I planned to go. There'd be egg on my face if I didn't go, and I had some sort of tumor or growth or something. Not that I was too worried about that, which shows you how much my paranoia is ramping down these days.

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With great glee, I can proudly report that this is something I don't have to live with! I am, in fact broken.

I need an illustration. Hold on.

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Mirrored from Writer Tamago.