Doug the Neighbor...Free Advice....$1...My 257... One month from today, I visit my Doctor for the weigh in. I feel I have lost weight. My 'fat jeans' are not as tight. I gave up bread, cheese and ice cream. No more Dr. Peppers or pizza. And I eat an orange on my walk. Walks are twice a day. Two miles each. Drinking more water. Vegetables. I am enjoying sushi at lunch. My goal is to lose the weight, but i may not get to the weight level I wish. Just yet. Improvement, less weight would be nice.
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Doug the Neighbor...Free Advice...$1...2020...My 257...I tried on my fat pants. They still too tight...when the 'fat pants' don't fit...Ouch. I went to the supermarket and passed on the Blue Bell Ice Cream and got some yogurt. I put it in the freezer. That is my new 'ice cream.' In the last two days, neighbors asked me to help them with their projects...trim trees, haul the brush away, move a desk. Good physical work. I polished up my resume and already sent it out for part time work. Gotta lose...My 257. Telling friends...Santa Claus gave me a gift...My 257.
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Doug the Neighbor...Free Advice...$1...My 257...I went to the Doctor for a bi-annual check up. Got on the scales...Oops...257. I have gained 7 pounds. This is the heaviest I have ever been in my life. The Doctor was in no laughing mood. Efforts to reduce my weight since June have not worked. Increased exercise...watching what i eat...have failed. I must re-think my attitude and weight loss program. I have now gone from being Doug the Neighbor...to Doug the NeighborHood.
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Doug the Neighbor...Free Advice...$1...My 250... - The Doctor wanted me to do a stress test before I embarked on a weight loss program. Very prudent. The test was scheduled for the 25th, with instructions not to eat the night before, no caffeine in the morning, wear light workout clothes. Stress test...pods attached to your chest...walk on a jogging machine with increasing speed and incline...measure your heart rate. I had been increasing my walking distance since the Doctor called me, Doug the Tubby, and eaten the last Blue Bell Ice Cream in the freezer. I was ready. That morning, a nurse called up. "The insurance company has not approved the stress test. We need to cancel." I was on my 3 mile morning walk and getting ready to move a neighbors mattress to a new apartment. "Okay." I went home and got a cup of coffee. - Doug the Neighbor Free Advice...$1 Advice is free...but if you like it... Venmo...@Douglas-Gowland
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Doug the Neighbor...Free Advice...$1...My 250...Numbers - Numbers... we are surrounded by numbers. Birth weight...6 pounds..10 ounces...year we were born. Address. Telephone number. Age. 5 was a good age. We could count our age on our fingers. 10...both hands. Our height as we grow, numbers on a door frame. 16...we could drive. 21...we could drink. Social Security number...we could work. Paychecks with small numbers. But as the years pass...one number we constantly monitor...our weight. Senior year of high school, I weighed 185 pounds. College...200 pounds. Too much beer and pizza. Then when I got my first job and steady income...bigger numbers on the check, I ate better. Boom. My weight went to 225 pounds. Me and Superman...6'2"...225. But as milestone birthdays clicked by, ignored the 'other birthdays' and life got better and my weight increased. Yesterday... the Doctor...called me 'Doug the Tubby.' He was very accurate. He was not 'fat s...