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So I went to my doctor this week for my tri-yearly physical, which is always a pleasure, and I got some disappointing news: I'm overweight. Now the designation "overweight" is a relative concept for sure, but it hurts to be diagnosed as overweight by a medical professional. On the doctor's scale (which doesn't account for the clothes I was wearing, the curvature of the earth, the effects of global warming, el nino, etc.), I weighed-in at 184lbs. Apparently, for my height, I am supposed to weigh 155lbs. That's 30 freakin' pounds! After a bit of compromising, the doctor and I agreed that 165lbs was a more realistic goal for me.

I told the doctor that my problem was that my metabolism had slowed down since my high school days, and that was why I had put on a few extra lbs. Without hesitation, he replied, "No it hasn't." A healthy male's metabolism does not begin to slow down until he is in his mid-30's (I'm 27) and even then it only slows by a few % points. Shit! So much for rationalizations.

So, with a baby on the way and the mounting pressures of planting one church while working at another, I have resolved to make a concerted stab at the 165 goal. Following in the spirit of a dear friend who is making great progress and one who did not make such good progress (;-)), I have shamelessly decided to share this personal information with you all in the ubiquitous cybervoid.

I'm giving myself three months from Saturday (September 10th) to hit this mark. I'll keep you posted. I could use your encouragement. Anyone want to do this with me?

On Rationalizations

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