The subject of my weight is something that I’ve occasionally written about – the last time seemingly in 2014. A search of this blog for ‘weight’ brought back many other results, but recently this has been about Lizzie, and not me.
I don’t weigh myself very often. The last time was probably over a year ago, in fact. We don’t have a set of scales at home, so weighing myself isn’t something I can do regularly. But I’ve had a couple of comments recently implying that I’d lost weight, and whilst staying at my parents’ house this weekend, I weighed myself.
And the good news is that I’m about five kilograms lighter than last time (11 lb in old money). Assuming that my weight loss was constant, that’s only a pound lighter a month, which isn’t much. It probably wouldn’t get me a Slimming World certificate, if I was a member. But it’s an improvement; losing weight has often been a new year’s resolution of mine, so I’m pleased to be finally getting somewhere.
More importantly, it pushes my body-mass index (BMI) out of the ‘overweight’ zone into the ‘healthy’ zone. BMI is woefully crude metric for measuring relative health but it’s still used by many, including health professionals.
I’ve not made any major interventions to achieve this either. I’ve had a FitBit for over a year and it has been a good motivator – especially recently when more friends have been challenging me. Although I’ve not managed to maintain my target step count for 30 days straight, like I did in April, I have done 90,000 steps over 7 days, against a target of 70,000. I think I am marginally more active than I was a year ago, but I have cancelled my gym membership. Between work and looking after Lizzie, I just don’t have the time anymore.
I think Christine and I are eating more healthily too. We have more home-cooked meals now, partly out of necessity. We used to eat out a lot, and now we can’t really afford it – again, mostly because of Lizzie, or rather her childcare costs.
Of course, it could’ve been down to me being ill a couple of weeks ago, and not being able to keep food down for two days.
Our next visit to my parents’ house is at Christmas, so I’ll weigh myself again then. It would be nice if it marked a trend. Maybe I need to ask for another belt for my trousers for Christmas.