Sliding down the slope of daily weight, I reached about 169 lbs this morning. I haven’t been trying to lose weight. In fact, yesterday I tried to eat more than usual, to help keep my weight above 170.
Perhaps I was dehydrated. Perhaps it is something to do with avoiding sugar more than ever for the past few months.
In any case, I’m not sure if it is good, bad or indifferent that my pants are more inclined to fall down lately and my weight is dropping to or below the vicinity of 170 lbs. (That’s 77.11 kilograms, for those of you who are metric-minded.)
Dieting is not part of my life but I’m very gradually losing weight anyway. As long as my doctor doesn’t worry about it, I won’t fret. But it was enough of a surprise this morning that I was persuaded to take a day off from working out.
Easily persuaded, I was, by one of those lazy little voices inside my head.
Remember the spider I mentioned in yesterday’s blog post? It was on the piano yesterday. I captured it in a jar yesterday morning and released it outside yesterday afternoon.
Well there was a spider that looked just like it in the garage this afternoon. Of course it might not have been the same spider but it definitely bore an uncanny resemblance. So I captured it in a jar and took it out of the garage and a lot further away from the house before releasing it. Photographs below show that furry little 8-legged creature before and after he was turned loose from the jar this afternoon. The spider got a workout, climbing around in the jar and then running at top speed across the ground after it was released from the jar. It kept running until it found a shadowy hole and then it disappeared inside the hole.
Happy rowing to you!