Toward the start of this journal,
I posted that I was getting back to exercise
following all the crap of the last two years.
‘Course, that stopped as soon as I started work again,
struggling as I was to still fit everything into the day
without getting too exhausted, too quickly.
So, as part of the whole force-myself-to-get-around-my-idiosyncrasies-
by-roping-myself-into-things thing I got goin’ on…
Here are the body stats. The plan is to track them quarterly or so,
see how long I can sit on my ass before doin’ something about it… or don’t.
Head – 24″ – I know, that ain’t gonna change, just wanted to throw that in,
so y’all understand the huge-honkin’ fat-ass head I got on my shoulders. (That’s a size 8!)
Neck – 17″
Bicep – 14.5″ (DAMM! They were 16″ when I left AZ…)
Forearm – 12″ – KMFA! That IS my non-jackin’ hands, smart-asses!
Chest – 46.5″ – over 47 if my nipples are hard. Bwaaahahahahahahahaaaaaaa…
Waist – 40″ – that has held pretty steady over the past three years,
except during the puking-weight-lose period of chemo.
Thigh – 25″ – BABY! They topped out at 27.5 in AZ!
That’s only one half inch away from a tweeker-boy’s waist. Hee. Hee.
Calf – 17″
Although I prefer to track my measurements more than my weight,
I need to track weight as well for other medical and/or medication reasons.
I retain a ll of frickin’ water in my ankles ever since chemo…
At my sister’s (AFTER the Thanksgiving meal…)
I weighed in at a surprising 250. I had been stuck at 260 for some time
since all the steroid gain during treatment.
PS: No more cookie-baking tonight.
Work lasted close to twelve hours today.
I will likely have to wait ’til next week to finish baking.
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