A weighty matter

Rick has installed me in the weight-loss challenge. The first one to lose 50 lbs. wins.

Today I weighed in at 337 lbs. It's the heaviest weight I've ever recorded. This means I have a net weight gain of +35 after having a net weight loss of +98 (give or take a few tacos) just three years ago. That can't be good on my heart. That's that's over a 140 lbs. swing.

I was moving some stuff around the house today and took out the garbage. I was breathing really hard. I've never been this out of shape in my life. I'm 36 now. At age 15 I ran a 5:30 mile and played football. I love to sweat. I just haven't done much of it the last 10 years.

The only caveat in this competition is I've developed throbbing pains in both of my knees. I saw the doctor last week and we're still waiting on x-rays for a diagnosis. Blood tests were taken and, amazingly, everything looked good, including my blood-sugar and cholesterol. Rheumatoid was ruled out.

Unfortunately, that could mean having both my knees scoped in the next couple months. That would put me out of action for awhile.