Bet you all forgot that it was Monday, right?
Let’s start again…gee, it doesn’t seem that long since the last time I weighed myself, does it?
I only lost 1.2 pounds, according to the scale at the clinic I stopped at just outside Acadia National Park. But they were very important nonetheless, as…
…I’m into the three-teens! I really feel, for the first time, that somewhere in the high 200s is a very realistic goal to finish this trip up weighing. That was my weight in the late 1990s. I never thought I’d see it again.
I want to reinforce that I’m not trying to do anything more sophisticated than to stay each day below 2,200 calories plus whatever RidewithGPS says my bike ride burned.
Today that number was 2,828, so my calorie budget is a little over 5,000 total. I’m going to tell you that I won’t be able to eat enough today to get anywhere close to that. That’s been true for most days that I’ve been on this trip. My “Get on your bike and ride!” Diet laughs at
It’s kind of scary. I know it’s not sustainable. But, while it lasts, what an incredible ride.