Measuring

I am getting sick of seeing the scale at 150 – it was at 149 yesterday, then back up again today.  My ketostix are still showing a 1+ to 3+.

I want to see something change, darn it!

The poltergeist in our bedroom hid my tape measure (and, apparently, that whole box of size 10s that I put aside).  My husband says we have a ghost who’s obsessed with weight loss.

A few days ago I did the Eades’ rough calculation of body mass composition and ideal weight, but since I can’t find the bloody tape measure – which was, I swear, in the top drawer of my nightstand - I had to base it on my last set of measurements.  According to them, my ideal weight is somewhat higher than my goal weight of 120 – they have me at between 125 and 137.  But their calculation seems like an approximation to me, since it is based on inches.  It approximates that my lean body mass is 99 lbs.  If it is actually lower – and I am small-boned, so I suspect that it is – my goal weight would be lower, too.  So I’m not going to adjust my Traineo goal until I am confident what my body mass composition really is.

Therefore, next Tuesday I am going to the gym to have them actually measure my body mass composition.  I wonder what method they use – I should’ve asked.  If they are using the Eades method, it’s not really worth my time.  Oh, except the folks at the gym probably have a tape measure.

So many ways to measure progress …

Speaking of measuring, on a whim I ordered a glucometer today.  There’s a longer story there, that has to do with my latest visit to my primary-care doc, but that will have to wait until I have time to write it.  Suffice it to say, the official medical stance on diabetes does not take the concept of impaired glucose tolerance very seriously.