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This last week with the encouraging partnership of
my darling wife, I “rebooted” my weight-loss regimen. “Reboot” seems to be the word nowadays; or
perhaps “re-imagine.” There is no re-imagining here.
When we first began, I lost 30 pounds then put back
on a few as my knee went out and my walking routine became challenged. Now that
my knee is functional once again, I enjoyed last week’s workout, burning a total
of 3055 calories. And I learned something new.
I spent a total of 2 hours and 40 minutes walking
and/or jogging, burning 1616 calories.
I also spent a total of 2 hours and 30 minutes
practicing and/or leading worship, burning and approximate 533 calories, which
is the same number of calories burned pushing a non-motorized lawnmower for one
hour.
Lost two pounds since last Monday (but then, I am being hard on myself)! Three more to go
to reach my lowest mark since we began the first time around!
Today I won’t be going to the gym because we are
still recovering from heat exhaustion over the weekend. Our A/C went out
Saturday night (after a long day well over the 100 degree mark) and the house
stayed right at 90 degrees all night. Then we led worship and celebrated our
church’s 10th anniversary. My entire body aches as if I just
finished a heavy workout. Maybe tomorrow.
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