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Biggest Loser is O-V-E-R

Thank God!

I ended up at 122.6 (finally lost some weight, but had to practically starve myself to do it...gotta love that POTS has most likely wrecked my metabolic system). I was the 5th place loser at work, out of 36 people, with a 11.6% weight loss. I am glad that is over. It was the hardest 13 weeks I have ever had dealing with food, and now knowing what I know about POTS, it makes a lot more sense that I had so much trouble. I'm taking a week or two to eat what I want (not go overboard, but certainly eat more than the 1200 calories on average I was eating on week days) then I will get back to trying to eat a little less than I burn, but not nearly as less as I had been. We'll see what happens. I imagine I'll gain weight because I have that kind of luck. Oh well.

HOWEVER, we've been challenged again. This time our company is kicking in a little $ to help. They will match 2-to-1 whatever we as employees decide to put in the pot. We will have a one-time weigh in in 3 months. Those who have maintained or lost will divy up whatever is in the pot. So if everyone puts $20 in, they are guaranteed at least $60 back, as long as they stay the same or maintain.

Sounds good and all, but yikes! That is 2 weeks after my ironman. All I do for 2 weeks after ironman is eat and exercise my remote control fingers.

Comments

greyhound said…
Actually, I hire someone to do the remote control for me. Too much work.

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