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*** Weigh-in for WEEK 388 ***
10/18/2008
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| Week Completed: | ___388___ |
| Weigh-In Weight: | 196.0 |
| Body Mass Index: | 24.50 |
| Average Weight for week: | 197.57 |
| Miles Walked for week: | 19.57 |
| Miles Walked in 2008: | 253.22 |
| Week's Average Points/Day: | 37.93 |
| Pounds +/- for this week: | -2.5 |
| Pounds lost total: | 43.5 |
| Made GOAL: 9/22/2001 † | |
* Made 10% at 215.5 pounds on 7/14/01
† Goal is 200 pounds.
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Week's Data
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Day |
Date |
Weight |
Points |
Water |
Miles Walked |
| Saturday |
10/11/2008
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198.5
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30.5
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6 cups
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3.10
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| Sunday |
10/12/2008
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197.0
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31.0
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6 cups
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3.10
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| Monday |
10/13/2008
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198.0
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56.5
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6 cups
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7.37
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| Tuesday |
10/14/2008
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198.5
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29.0
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6 cups
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6.00
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| Wednesday |
10/15/2008
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198.5
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27.0
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6 cups
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0.00
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| Thursday |
10/16/2008
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197.0
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53.0
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6 cups
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0.00
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| Friday |
10/17/2008
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198.0
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38.5
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6 cups
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0.00
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Week 388 Update
It was 4:55 AM when I stepped up on Mr. scale. He promptly said "196.0 pounds!"
I am happy to see that number on the scale this morning. Being down 2.5 pounds from last week is a good thing. I am even a pound down from 2 weeks ago, so I really am showing a loss overall, despite the gain last week.
If I had been showing a consistent loss this week, this graph would be more or less accurate. It is actually the graph that was produced when I put my weight in this morning, after not having put my weight in for several days. When you do that, Weight Commander fills in the missing days by dividing the difference up into equal parts and applying them evenly to all the days in between. Unfortunately, life is not always that smooth. And here is the real graph after adding in the actual data from my daily weigh-ins.
The corrected Weight Commander Control Panel Graph, indicates the fluctuations that my weight went through as the week progressed. The effect that had on the solid squares was to level them out, and to hold the average weight up near where it has been for nearly 2 weeks. The last square dips down, in honor of the drop in the scale reading today.
There are some positive things on this graph. The trend, however slow, is still downward. The numbers on the left side show that for the last 4 weeks I have had 10.5 pounds of loss, while only having 1.5 pounds of gain. That comes to a drop of 9 pounds net. I am not going to complain about a 9 pound loss. If I lost 9 pounds in any month when I am in the losing mode, I would consider that a very successful month!
The numbers on the right side show that progress has been made as well. I weighed less today than I did one year ago. You could say that I only lost one half pound over the year, and it would be true, but when you consider the excursion I took way out of bounds, to be down a half pound today from a year ago is a real plus! Also, I am 10.5 pounds down from 60 days ago, and 11.5 pounds down from 90 days ago! It also shows that I am 7.5 pounds down from 30 days ago. (Just in case you notice the discrepancy…twenty-eight days ago I weighed 1.5 pounds more than I did 30 days ago, and that's where the difference comes from between the number of pounds lost for 4 weeks ago and that for 30 days ago.)
The Weight Commander Future Graph is impacted, just like the main Control Panel Graph was, by not having the real data to work with. When just my weight for today was put in, and the rest of the week had to be calculated, this was the prediction for the future. It shows me within my target range (185±2.5 pounds) before Christmas.
Now here's the Weight Commander Future Graph, after getting the real data input. Sadly, this one shows me still in the 190s, clear into the middle of January. Still, it is showing a continuing loss, and in time, as long as I have a continuing loss, I will reach my goal!
My Excel spreadsheet shows a very similar difference as the two Future graphs did. The prediction based upon the change in my weight over the last 14 days, predicts that in 90 days I will weigh 191.57, while the one based upon the change in my running average predicts that I will be down to 184.43 pounds at the end of the same period. What is interesting is that the one that I normally would expect to be more accurate—the one using the average weights—is the one that matches the first Future graph, but that graph was the one using calculated data rather than the daily weigh-in data. (The moral to this story is don't weigh every day if you are going to take it too seriously. )
The 60 days Weight Commander graph still looks good, even though the most recent values are jumping around. If you look at the trend formed by just the peaks, or the one formed by just the minimums, in either case it is falling. And if you draw a line through the starting point on the far left, and the ending point on the right, the slope of the line will be falling fairly sharply. If you draw a line through any of the other points on the graph through the final point, it will form a downward sloped line.
Now last week that was not true. You would have had to go back to the end of September to find a place where all the points before that date would have fallen above the weight last week. My weight is not dropping like a rock in free fall, but it is still dropping.
The 90 days Weight Commander graph has a nice general trend downward as well. The jump up that occurred in August hasn't fallen off the left side of the graph yet, but it is working its way over quickly, and in a couple of weeks it will no longer be visible on this graph, as it is no longer visible on the 60-day graph.
The long view granted by this graph shows that real life is not a straight line, and getting from point A to point B will sometimes trace a route that a river would feel very comfortable following.
The 1 year Weight Commander graph shows that from Halloween last year, up to early August this year, my weight was on the rise, with a real jump in early August. Since early August, my weight has fallen very quickly, and I am finally down at or below the little dips in the graph that occurred around Christmas and in early February. There was nothing sustained about either of those two earlier lows, but this one is the continuation of a solid trend that has continued for a couple of months.
In my 394-day graph, pushing the data back beyond one year, it shows that my weight had climbed up above my "normal" limit of 200 pounds, and that I was fighting last October to bring it back down, before I really lost my grip on the situation for some months in 2008. The 1-year graph makes it look like everything was fine last October and I just went off track in 2008, but I had been having trouble long before that!
The Weight Commander Time Capsule shows that I started using Weight Commander just before Christmas last year. I have lost two pounds, or only 0.1 ounce per day for the entire year. Now, depending upon whether I want to look at the glass as half empty or half full, I could say that over this time I did badly, and I only lost 2 pounds in 10 months. On the other hand, thinking like Pollyanna, I could say that I lost weight, and I didn't gain for that period of time, and that is great! I also could say that I began this time period inside my "Normal Range" for my height, and I ended it inside my "Normal Range." I am not overweight today, and that is a good thing!
Note: Pollyanna was one of the most likable fictional characters ever created. She had been dealt some terrible blows in life, and still she always tried to find the happy or "glad" side of things. She is a great example of finding the good in things, even when all is not good. It was entirely her choice what she would focus upon. She CHOSE to be glad, and then set about finding things to be glad about. Sadly, what the name Pollyanna has come to signify to many is an unwarranted optimism, in the face of challenges, leading to unwise decisions, and disaster. To many it is something to be aggressively avoided, because it symbolizes stupidity, rather than a positive personal view that one takes to create a happy emotional response to the world.
When a disaster hits, you need to take prompt and appropriate action. When you spill a glass of milk across the table, you don't say, "My I am so glad that it wasn't sulfuric acid," instead of moving things out of the way and cleaning up the milk. But after things are cleaned up, looking for the bright side of things certainly can't hurt.
When our last house guest left, I said that we were looking forward to having a couple of uninterrupted months in which to get work done that had been piling up from our busy summer. The gods of Fate must have been listening, because, ever since that silly wish was expressed, they have brought us one thing after another. Dotti had an automobile accident, and she is still recovering from her injuries. Now Mom has become the focus in our lives, as she has reached the point of needing help to get through her days. She has been unable to sell her house in this collapsing economy, and therefore moving is out of the question. So, what can we do?
We have decided to move down there, since she can't move up here. It is not as crazy as it seems at first blush. Mom's house is big enough to split into two parts and give her plenty of room and give us almost enough room. With the addition of a study outside, which can be built on her property as a separate building, and some storage space (in the new structure) we should be able to make it work indefinitely. If you have followed my journal over the years you have seen pictures of the river and other scenic wonders surrounding her house, and the humming birds, deer and other animals that frequent the area. It will be a lovely place to live, albeit, a secluded one. Still, it should give us the peace and quiet we need to get the work done that we so desperately need to accomplish. I have loved that part of the country ever since I attended high school in that same river valley.
This week we went down to Mom's house to get the ball rolling on preparing for our move down. It was a hectic week for us, as we got the Internet hookup ordered for us, and the satellite TV for Dotti. We set up bank accounts and made arrangements with the contractor to build the study and storage unit, and we started rearranging at Mom's place to make room for our things as they are moved down. We hope to be completely moved in before Christmas, and we'll see how it goes from there.
I have reached the point where I am fearful for Mom's situation, even when we will be there, because the problems she is having are such that there is no turning them back. We are set upon a path that will be trying at the very least, and it is not with great courage in my heart that I put upon this course. But it is a course that is set for me, and I will take it. Stephen King cannot invent horrors more terrifying than those brought on by the words Dementia and Alzheimer's. We are perhaps about to take a long walk through the Dark Forest, with its dangers and fears. Unlike Annie, I don't seek solace in the idea of "Tomorrow," for it may be worse than today. Instead, I will attempt to enjoy what today brings, and seek what good there may be found therein.
I lived at home for 15 years, before heading off to school, 800 miles away. The school that was my escape, will now be only a few miles from where our new home will be, but it was then a long ways from the Mojave Desert, and my father's irresponsible drinking. For those first 15 years, Mom was the one piece of sanity I could rely on, especially when Dad would go into one of his drunken periodic tirades at home. I could depend on Mom to show love for me at all times. When I was helpless, she was there to take care of me, and how can I do less for her?
I have been living in denial about Mom. I knew something was going on, but didn't realize how bad it was until we bought a book on the care of the elderly and read about what Mom's symptoms mean. Her doctor has been no help at all in trying to ascertain the degree of her condition, and that has left me in the dark, and ignorance was bliss I suppose. Those days are gone.
They say that every cloud has a silver lining, but they probably were never at sea on a dark cloudy night with the rain coming in thick, nearly horizontal sheets, whipped by the wind as it churned the sea into an angry froth, and sent waves of dark water breaking over your bow. You won't find much silver in those clouds, no matter how hard you look. Still, I think there is some silver to the clouds dropping rain on us today.
On a happier note, the first morning at Mom's house this week, I was brushing my teeth and looked out the bathroom window and spied a raccoon in the river. He was a big guy, and working his way out from the bank into the middle. I ran into the next room where Dotti was typing on her laptop and told her to look over her shoulder out the window. By the time we were finished counting the little critters, we found that the group of coons was up to 5 in strength. (I said to Dotti, “I haven't seen that many coons in the river since 2006 when there were 6 of us Coons here for the family reunion.”) Just upstream from the raccoons were a number of aquatic fowl fishing in the river and swimming around having a ball.
That evening Dotti and I walked down to the edge of the river holding hands, and we sat on a rock as the sun set and the sky began to darken. It was a beautiful site, and a beautiful moment. A man could get used to that really quickly I think.
A bit before sunset the next day, we saw two deer running across the road in front of the house, and up the hill on the other side. Then, just a moment later, we spotted another deer in the front yard, inside the fence and Dotti was crying about not having her camera. Mom, on the other hand said, “Oh, I want to keep him out of there!”
The last night we were there, the moon was incredibly bright. It was just off being a full moon, but it was painting the trees all the way up the mountainside, and throwing shadows beneath the trees that resembled the ones you used to see in old movies where they shot in daylight, but put a filter over the lens to make it look like nighttime. There was a strip of clouds cutting across the face of the moon when it first came up over the top of the hill, making a scene that would have been perfect for a painting. Mom wore my coat outside and shared the moment with me.
Returning to my journey, I did get some walking in this week, although not as much as I had originally expected to get. I almost reached 20 miles, but that was all done during the first 4 days of the week. Once we went down to Mom's house I didn't get any official walking in. I did move a lot things up and down the stairs, and of course went up and down the stairs many times each day, since that is where our bedroom is located. And it is well that I did because I definitely ate more than I should have this week.
I wanted to avoid restaurants this week and ended up eating at two indoor Mexican food places, before having Taco Bell for the first time in months. (I was below 200 pounds, and felt I could finally do that.) I was over my points 5 of the 7 days this week, and that is very bad. I averaged nearly 9 points per day out of my range. I certainly do not deserve to show a loss this week based upon my eating. If it were not for all the exercise, I would be going up in a hurry on the scale.
I have found that audio books really have helped me in getting out there and walking. The Foundation trilogy was very entertaining, but not filled with what I consider significant concepts politically or morally. But I am about half way through Atlas Shrugged, for the second time (the other time was a couple of years go) and, while I am not totally onboard with Ayn Rand's philosophical point of view, there are some incredibly profound concepts there that applied directly to what we are seeing in our own society today. There are a lot of speeches and monologues in the book, and by today's standards for novels, it moves slowly as a result, but unlike the books of today, it has positive and deep ideas in it that make it superior for content, if not form. She tends to beat an idea into the ground to make her points, but then, those points are important enough to deserve it.
If you think about it, Hugo would have trouble getting his Hunchback of Notre Dame published today, with it's incredible attention to detail and philosophical ideas, and Jules Verne's Journey to the Center of the Earth (Originally: Voyage au centre de la Terre) had an all male group heading for the goal of retracing Arne Saknussemm's trek. That would never get past the censors at the publishing houses of today. Dickens and many other great authors of true genius would have trouble with getting their masterpieces into print today, without major rewrites on the social and political concepts therein. This is why I read almost exclusively things written decades ago.
Back to the current book I am listening to…with just a few modifications, the problems described in Atlas Shrugged could be said of our own political system, and the solution would be just as simple, if there were a John Galt to apply it. Sadly those termed "looters" in the book were not as adept as their counterparts in our society, and our future will almost certainly not contain the renaissance that Ayn Rand envisioned. Still, certainty and near certainty are not the same thing, and perhaps, just perhaps we will have a John Galt arise who is as much better than the book's hero, as the villains have proven to be. The potential for a solution is there, waiting to be tapped.
I like to be entertained by literature, but I want something more in the books I read than mere entertainment. Even books that are, in my opinion, utterly wrong, still are worth reading if they make me crystalize my own thinking on a topic and to evaluate why, and where the author has gone astray. I have never had much empathy for the sheep who run in herds and follow wherever the others go. I want to be convinced for myself that something is valid, and I don't care if the majority is convinced of the same thing, or the exact opposite. Truth matters more than opinions.
In fact, truth is all that matters concerning matters of the mind, even though there are many courts of the world that have come down against this assertion. That is NOT to say that truth is required for an idea to have power, and rule the actions of a person, a nation, or even the world. Lies often find their way into "common knowledge" and sway opinions this way and that. But sooner or later, most such lies come to be ridiculed as the terrible thing they are, but unfortunately, it is often only after many people, and even nations, have paid a price that we are confounded by in retrospect. And it is not just the people of the past who are guilty of this mistake, not by a long shot.
This is why I enjoy reading books like Atlas Shrugged, 1984, and Animal Farm; they apply to our own world far more than most people realize. The points they make are ones that we, as a society, simply refuse to address. It is refreshing to have someone taking these issues on, even if it is only in fiction. These are not stories wallowing in "the human condition," so popular in many literary circles, but rather they hammer home the political realities that are faced by people who do not take charge of their own government's actions. Thomas Jefferson clearly understood this idea and gave many sound warnings on this danger.
By having something that is intellectually invigorating to look forward to when I walk, it draws me out to walk, even when I might otherwise not feel up to it. This is a doubly positive thing: good for the body and the mind.
I will strive to do much better this week on my eating, and continue to do as much walking as I can get in. I am not sure when we will next need to run down to Mom's to take care of some issue or other, but for now we will try to focus on the things here that are clamoring for our attention. It looks like 2009 will be a completely different year than any of the years preceding it. We'll fasten our seat-belts, and wait for the car to reach the top of the climb and then the roller-coaster ride will commence.
7 years, 159 days on my journey; a lifetime to follow.
-Al-
6'3" 239.5/196.0/185.0±2.5/BMI:24.50/WK-388
Starting weight: 239.5
Target Weight Range: 185.0±2.5 pounds
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