So, I’ve been enjoying the uphill ride in my weight loss, while I was having a downhill ride emotionally. How ironic.

Now that I’m doing better emotionally, my weight is going the other way.

This morning I was 179 lbs on the scale, with 18.3% body fat.

I knew this is going to come. I’m not surprised. But it is kinda a damper.

Still going to the gym quite regularly. I am increasing my target heart rate on my cardio to 170. I started with 150, six months ago. And I’ve been doing 40 minutes for the last couple of visits.

I also tried a new back/shoulder machine, boy, that really worked my back hard. I’m still feeling it today.

I don’t want to talk about my exercise, my weight, too much on Ongline. I used to talk to someone about all these. But it’s getting old. He’s busy. I’m currently back to Fat Track Blog to vent. At least I know the blog won’t be tired of my shit.

And so, yes, I’m feeling fat. My warped (I hope it is warped) vision just sees thick layer of fat under my skin. All over my body. Ugh!

The familiar tune, fuck fat.