I mounted the scales in the bathroom, clad in nothing more than boxer shorts and socks – they were clean on – to see if I was maintaining my svelte 17 stone.
Knowing that I should really put down the fork, leave the chocolate in the fridge and refrain from the Fizz Whizz and Wham bars that mysteriously appear in the office every week, I was fairly over-optimistic of my weight. I was prepared for a couple of extra pounds.
Thirteen. Yes, thirteen extra pounds. One more pound and the seven would become eight. Depression set in somewhat rapidly followed by a desire to “do something about it”.
What does any good nerd do? Yep, turn to tech and download an app to assist with (at least) tracking what I eat. So, that’s what I did. MyFitnessPal came to my rescue and after after thirty minutes or so of figuring out what I was supposed to do I started tracking. I stopped the chocolate (normally three or four bars a day), the crisps (at least one pack a day), the fizzy drinks (at least one can a day, the extra snacks and everything.
So far I am achieving the daily limit that I have set. The application works out what your calorie count should be dependent on what you have set. I told it I want to lose 1.5 pounds per week.
That (as you can see on the right) gives me a daily limit of 2,100 calories. Thankfully it takes into account exercise too, read from either my iPhone or Holly my Apple Watch.
Yesterday I went to “complete your diary” and it actually told me that I hadn’t eaten enough. I had only consumed about 1,100 calories of food. The app recommended that I have a minimum of 1,200 to 1,500 calories per day. So, even after half a Hawaiian pizza and salad, I had half a pack of these boys:
Here’s to next week’s weigh in, hopefully I will see a reasonable drop from 17 stone 13 pounds*!
*that’s 251lb for those of an imperial bent…