I, ladies and gentlemen, am an endomorph. That’s the type of person who’s a little more round around the edges than anything else. If I ate well and exercised on a regular basis, that probably wouldn’t make too much difference. Of course, like many of us, I take advantage of the wondrous bounty that is America’s breadbasket. On top of that, I developed hypothyroidism back in 2001. So my thyroid doesn’t produce enough of the hormone that fuels my metabolism. So I’m a little lazy, don’t always eat right, have a body that tends to hold extra weight and have a medical condition that makes it difficult to lose weight.
At 5’10”, the traditional height and weight tables suggest I should weight somewhere between 150 and 175 pounds. And I did – in high school. Usually, I’m in the 210 to 230 range. Just before I blew out my thyroid in ’01, I was really watching my diet and running 10 to 15 miles a week. Over the course of about 9 months, I went from 245 to 186. Developed a wicked case of shin splints in my left leg and the thyroid thing, but managed to keep most of the weight off for a year or two.
Last year, we had a weight loss contest at work. I lost about 35 pounds over 12 weeks and only came in second in the contest. As with many people who lose a lot of weight in a short-ish time, I managed to gain much of it back (my recent cruise didn’t help).
Since I kept the records for last year’s contest, I’ve been dragooned into doing it again this year. My goal is 25 pounds; I’ll be reporting my progress over the next 12 weeks. A good thing is that I’m due for a follow-up at my doctor’s office right about then – and he’s on me to drop a few pounds. The real challenge isn’t losing, it’ll be keeping it off.