| BMI | desc. | weight |
|---|---|---|
| 18.5 - | underweight | under 127# |
| 18.5 to 24.9 | "normal" | 127 to 171# |
| 21.7 | "ideal" (mid-normal) | 149# |
| 25 to 29.9 | overweight | 172 to 205# |
| 30 + | clinically obese | over 206# |
In mid-February I started my affair with the BMI calculator. At that time I said weight loss was a secondary objective; mostly I used it to answer yahoos' questions about whether they were fat or just body-image-disordered. (I think Y!A attracts a disproportionate amount of the latter.)
Apr 8 (Probationary Marine Grade Easter) I made my first major cardio-fitness goal. Soon after, I fell off the fitness wagon until ~Nov 26,which is when I started my calorie journal. In the interim it had sunk in that
a) higher cardio goals would be easier with a lower BMI,
b) running alone was not significantly improving my BMI, and
c) bodybuilding (via weightlifting) demands more protein than I was taking in.
It wasn't until ~2 weeks ago that I started a real kcal accounting of daily intake vs. expenditure. I'd been weighing-in at the gym (on and off) and recording kcal spent on the 'mill, but without tracking kcal intake or knowing a baseline "sedentary" day's kcal expense, it was an empty measure. So I got acquainted with the HealthStatus Calorie Burn Calculator and estimated my average daily sedentary calorie expense at 2160 at 200#, i.e. 90 kcal per hour. When I reach 190# I'll refactor.
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Started the fitness day with a "deprecated recipe" scramble dog wrap (just like yesterday). One more of those and I'm done with the american process cheese food. Also maybe half a serving of smilk.
The spotty temperature control at the gym is pissing me off. Exercise is by nature a hot sweaty activity. Nobody can perform to their peak when the gym is warm and stuffy to start with. I really want to believe I won't be in SoFla much longer; if I was, I'd shop for a different gym. From that you can surmise my run was less than satisfactory, and it was: 54 minutes, because I needed half-mile cooldowns between running stretches, because that's how undercooled the gym was.
Swung by the post office after, as planned, and over the weekend I got a bunch of cards and a gift basket of crackers and cheeses. Sadly the latter only makes me feel more lost and blue. But I'm getting ahead of myself, because that feeling didn't really sink in until I'd got home.
Coming out of the post office I was on Hillsboro Blvd headed west, took the right turn at 441 and on a whim, at the Loxahatchee Rd intersection I decided to take the left and see what's out west that way. From Google Maps I knew there is a canal system that crosses over to the farmlands south of Lake Okeechobee, and I was always curious whether there were also roads that follow alongside. But Lox' Road ends at the southern tip of the Arthur R. Marshall Loxahatchee Wildlife Refuge, so I U-turned there and came back.
My last planned stop was Western Beef for yerba maté and special breakfast noms. They only had 1kg bags of the brand of yerba mate I'd previously bought in 1-lb size and been happy with, and prices weren't marked on the shelf, so rather than buy $10+ of tea that might take me half a year to use up, I went with a different brand with a limon flavor.
At home, I poured another Sanders chocolate stout, rendered more palatable with the addition of a shot of Stoli Vanil, and defrosted and reheated the last portion of chili+beans+rice. This brought me almost to the 1100 kcal deficit mark.