Yesterday I ordered a weighing machine and the delivery guy woke me up at 8 AM to deliver it today. Amazon doing a great job, even though in fact I had canceled the order for high price reasons. Once you have a weighing machine, the paranoia of weight increases. Of course, I had to weigh myself, and I did. Before that I needed to know the thing is accurate – a half-liter milk pouch and a 1kg detergent packet served the purpose. Voila! I weighed myself. 87.55kgs, that’s it. Even by the strictest standards I had set for myself, I’m doing a great job. I’ve made an Excel sheet with weight projections – well, projections is what I do for a living and projections is what I’m doing for living, kind of, remember the obese classification thing? In the strict case, that is 800 calories limit every day without cheat, I should have weighed 87.72kgs. 2.45kg lost in 11 days made me a bit worried, is it healthy? Mark you, I had taken at least 3 glasses of water before weighing, so, it’s not the low...
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