Last week, when I saw my doctor for my weekly check-in, I had lost no weight but did drop 4.5 lbs. of fat. By eating sausage and drinking beer, which are the tenets of the #BrewDiet. To which my doctor replied:
So for those people who say beer makes you fat; fuck 'em.
I love my doctor. $20 says you don't get that sort of straight shooting talk from yours!
This week I'm celebrating continued victory. The vitals:
Body Type: Standard
Height: 5′10″ (though my license says 6′ even, because I am still a growing boy)
Weight: 190.51 lbs (2.5 lbs. down from last week!)
BMI: 27.3 (down .4... numbers? Whatever this means.)
Fat %: 23.5 22.9% (oddly enough, that's up from 22.9% the week before. .6% isn't a lot, and it's probably measurement error.)
Fat Mass: 45.01 lbs (again that's up from the 44.1 lbs measured last week)
The nascent scientist in me is interested in those increasing fat numbers. And not in a good way. But that sub-personality is way overshadowed by the boy screaming "I've lost nine fucking pounds drinking beer and eating sausage! W00t!"
So I'm going to ignore the fluctuating fat for a while. We're 1/2 the way though this experiment. If Terry has something to say about it, I'll let him. Other wise, I'm going to have another beer. Tomorrow. It's late.
Here's my intake for the day:
- Breakfast began with an Amber Ale by Full Sail Brewing Company
- I enjoyed the last of the chicken sausage and quenched my thirst with a Pale Ale by Full Sail Brewing Company
- Dinner was a hot Italian sausage and a full bomber of Cali-Belgique IPA by Stone Brewing Co, so count that as 2 if you're playing at home.
- Wrapping the evening with an IPA by Full Sail Brewing Company. Which means it's another light night. Ah... adjusting systems.
I'm calling it early tonight. Nice day, I think!