Weight Chart and Knitting Pics

My weight chart looks horrid this week. I knew this was coming of course for the reasons I outlined last week, but it has been further amplified by my complete lack of exercising. You see, after my run of atonement, I had a funny feeling in my left foot just in front of the ankle. It didn’t hurt really. I just felt a weird shifting or pulling when I took a step without my running shoes on. I’m sure it didn’t help matters that I walked around all day on Monday with my boots on. In any event, I made an amateur medical decision to avoid aggravating any injury I may have incurred.

And then the food. When my best mates come to visit, we tend to eat a lot more frequently than I otherwise am wont to do. On a typical weight loss day, I only eat one actual meal in a day with little micro-snacks thrown in as necessary. When Jason and Richard are in town, there’s a two-meal minimum in place with strong encouragement to eat steak, ribs, and chicken wings. In terms of my food selections, I did pretty well, opting for chicken and veggies where possible, but the whole extra meal had no choice but to take its revenge on my trend line the next morning at weigh-in. I take a lot of consolation in the fact that I’m still losing weight for the week overall.

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-0.16 kg/week with an average daily calorie shortfall of -202 kcal.

Probably the biggest news to come out of the weekend was that Jason(1) and his wife will soon have a new little Consolo in the world to rear and play video games with. I knew that they were…ummm…working on it, but before I didn’t have a deadline for my baby blanket knitting project. Now I know that it must be done before the spring.

Remember those socks I originally started making whilst Florida was being savagely attacked by a herd of hurricanes last year? Remember that sock I almost finished while up in Massachusetts? Well, I finally got around to seaming the toe and weaving in the loose ends this morning before work.

Baby Alpaca Socks

Next step: Figure out whether to knock out Jen’s socks next or launch right into the Consolo baby blanket.

Footnotes

  1. Who incidentally was the best man at my wedding.

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