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A weight off my mind...

I have decided that I'm only going to weigh myself to check how I'm going on this diet once a week.

The human body fluctuates in weight throughout the day as it is, and weighing myself more than once a week would just be an exercise in frustration. So, I have decided to weigh myself Monday mornings before breakfast, after a nights sleep but before the vagaries of the day begin.

When I started this I was about 109 to 110 kg. Last Monday I was 108. This morning I was 106. I'm liking this.

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catdraco
Sep. 5th, 2004 11:11 pm (UTC)
Awesome!

That's a perfect rate for the weight to fall off - 1-2kg a week, for the most part. You can take extra glee in the fact that by losing weight at this rate, it's more likely to stay off.

Woo!
*hugs*
draquin
Sep. 6th, 2004 02:04 am (UTC)
Proud of you Sweetie.
((((((hugs))))))
gene_machine
Sep. 6th, 2004 03:59 am (UTC)
...And it all gets easier too. After the first few kilos come off, the same exercises take less effort.

I knew I'd lost about six kilos, and didn't believe the scales when they recently said I was ten kilos loghter. Tested on a couple of other sets and it indeed seems true.


Az.
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mareth_redorb
Sep. 6th, 2004 03:17 pm (UTC)
Yay for AJ!

I dropped down to 105 at my lightest since high school. Then I started going to the gym and I'm back up at about 111, but my belt size hasn't increased again which means it's all muscle. Have you managed to find an exercise regime that doesn't exascerbate your back?
illdrinn
Sep. 6th, 2004 11:02 pm (UTC)
Usually I weigh myself on a Monday morning before a shower and after ... ablutions... so that it's always the same time and circumstances. Although this week I did so this morning due to Qantas suckage.
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