September started off with an unusual and dramatic weight drop down to 162.5 right on the first day of the month. This lead me to believe I would break below 160 pounds for the first time this year before the month was out.
I was wrong.
And fat.
Well, fatter…a little.
I was actually doing quite well for the first half of the month, dropping further to 162, but then the weight started to see-saw up and down and by the third week I was peaking at a devilish 166.6 pounds. Not good. Evil, one might say.
In the final week the trend resumed heading downward, but not in time to undo all the damage, so I ended the month at 164.3 pounds, up 1.8 on the month, but still down overall on the year to date.
Body fat remained virtually unchanged, so that’s good. Maybe I was just adding muscle thanks to all the running. Yeah, that seems plausible, sort of.
Given that I’ve only lost 3.2 pounds since January, I’m not going to venture a prediction for October, but I’m still shooting for sub-160. My goal of hitting 150 pounds seems unlikely to happen unless I get super-strict with my diet and keep exercising a whole bunch. This could happen, but so could world peace.
The stats:
September 1: 162.5 pounds
September 30: 164.3 pounds (up 1.8 pounds)
Year to date: From 167.5 to 164.3 pounds (down 3.2 pounds)
And the body fat:
September 1: 18.3% (29.7 pounds of fat)
September 30: 18.3% (30.1 pounds of fat) (down 1.0 pound)
