Today was a travel day, and I didn’t get my usual big step count, and this wasn’t a great sign after my eating binge.
The first thing I did when I got home from my trip was jump on the scale, and I did that before I ordered some dinner too. I’m no dummy. I only wanted to feel slightly inadequate, and I didn’t need the extra calories to make my day worse.
I ran up to the bathroom, pulled the scale to flat ground, which is tough, and I know you know what I mean. Then I ripped off all my clothes, including my Fitbit, then just before I stepped on the scale…….. I gave pause….. I thought, if you go to the bathroom right now, do you have a shit in you? I didn’t want to sit on the toilet busting a vein in my head for an hour just for this weigh in, yet at the same time, I really did want to take the time. I mean, I always do my best reading and thinking while on the toilet, which is one of the many reasons why I pee sitting down.
So I hopped into the bathroom and gave it a go. The good news was there was no vein busting needed; the bad news was that I only got out a pinch and had nothing left. Not even a fart.
YES, THIS POST IS GROSS RIGHT NOW, AND THAT’S BECAUSE I’M A GROSS PERSON. SORRY!!!!!!!
Anyway, I cleaned up fast and walked to the scale like I was walking the plank…..And then, to my surprise, when I stood on the scale, the number 173 popped up. I couldn’t believe it. I was elated for a second and then thought it had to be wrong. I checked the scale again to see if it was on flat ground and it was, then hopped back on. And yet again, it told me that I was 173 pounds. Still, I didn’t believe after how poorly I ate in Florida and needed to do a triple check.
So I picked up the scale and took it downstairs to another piece of flat ground. I put the scale down, made sure it was level, then hopped on one more time.
And yet again, it stated that I was 173 pounds.
I was ecstatic, shocked, surprised, every fucking synonym you want to throw out there, I was at that moment.
173 pounds motherfuckers!
I was on top of the world, and nothing was going to get me down.
And then I ate ordered fajitas with all the toppings, and it was glorious.
Enjoy my Fitbit stats below.
DAY 56 STATS
Weight: 173 Pounds
Distance: 9.74 km
Time: 77 Minutes
Peak Heart Rate: 0 Minutes
Cardio Heart Rate: 6 Minutes
Fat Burn Heart Rate: 1 Hr 35 Minutes
Resting Heart Beats Per Minute: 59
Calories Burned: 2832
Calories Taken In: 1904
(All Calories Are Best Estimates. When In Doubt I Went Higher)
(I’ve never been a breakfast guy FYI. Eating breakfast at all is new to me.)
Smoothie: 320 Calories
Sushi With Veggies: 648 Calories
None: 0 Calories
Chicken Fajitas: 936 Calories
None: 0 Calories
Thanks for following my adventure of Being Sick and Tired of Being Sick and Tired. If you have any questions, I’m just an email away. Also, if you want to read from DAY ONE, CLICK HERE!
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