Well, here we are, weighing in. I did get the same number twice today so I am sticking with it, though I am actually quite certain it's up about a pound or two because a) I began "menstruating" yesterday and b) we ate a fairly weight-heavy dinner last night (pasta! Yummy! I'll brag about the recipe later).

Anyway, let's do this:

Starting Weight: 367 (circa January 15, 2008)

Starting BMI: 57.5

Week 4: 347.7 (March 26, 2008)

Week 4 BMI: 54.5

Pounds Lost This Week: 1.8

BMI Lost This Week: .2

Total Pounds Lost: 19.3

Total BMI Lost: 3.0

% Weight Lost This Week: 0.51%

Total % Lost: 5.25%

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Ok, not bad! This tracking thing is such a great idea, because losing 1.8 pounds in a week is just not that encouraging. But when I realize that my BMI has gone down 3 points and that I have lost over 5% of my body weight... well, that feels pretty good. And that's with some bumps in the road that I have encountered. I cannot forget that I am battling food addiction, as in a war.

I understand why something like the Biggest Loser (I really wish I could go on that show, PS; but now they are into this whole couples theme and I don't have any fat friends, and none of my family is interested) is so effective: you're in an environment where the odds are stacked in your favor. I highly doubt the house freezer has Ben and Jerry's, and I am relatively certain that they don't buy their own groceries, ergo no opportunity to buy the badness. Combine that with being isolated from bad influences, submerged in a culture that's not just with people pursuing the same goal but who are also firing up the competitive spirit, and countless hours of intensive personal training from world-class personal trainers and all of the education and training they get pertaining to food, fitness, and health... oy. Vey.

My personal goal is to be a comfortable size ten, likely in the 160-180 range (I simply don't know what I will weigh at that size, or how my body will adjust so that's why I have to estimate). That said, were I on The Biggest Loser I could totally see myself going crazy and being a nutso fit size four. I have always dreamed of being a fit, athletic, and tan size 6, but I really attribute that to the (silly) Sweet Valley High books I read in second grade. They really set some rather unattainable standards for me as to what was a good size. What is sad, to be honest, is that were those books written today then Jessica and Elizabeth would likely be a size 2. Boo on our culture and its ridiculous obsession with sickly-thin women.

Anyway... I was going to write about last night's fabulous(ly healthy) dinner but at the moment I am super busy so perhaps later.

Happy almost Friday!