A little more than three months out from Gastric Sleeve surgery, I’m down upwards of 80 pounds. Sometime within the next week to 10 days
I should break 250 pounds for the first time since I was, oh, I dunno, around 12 years old, I guess.
I kid, I kid.
The last time I was 250 pounds, I was 9.
Two-fiddy isn’t the first milestone on this trip. There have been a few others along the way — 300, of course. Getting under 300 pounds was a big one. I even took a picture (right) of the scale the day that happened.
I took another picture of the scale the day I hit 279, too. That’s because when I hit 279, my Body Mass Index (BMI) officially dropped below 40 and I could no longer be classified as morbidly obese. I was only severely obese. Boy, was that ever a great feeling.
There are more left yet to come, too.
I’m looking forward to 244 pounds – that’s when my BMI will be below 35. No longer severely obese. Just plain ol’ obese. I’m also anticipating 209 pounds for a similar reason; when my BMI dips under 30, I’ll just be overweight, like the vast majority of my fellow Americans.
A normal BMI seems like too much to hope for, so I haven’t bothered to calculate the actual weight for that point yet. Perhaps as I get closer to it, I will.
But 250, though, that’s special because it has some real-world consequences. Weighing less than 250 pounds opens up a whole, new world of exciting activities. Things that were literally not possible, like bungee jumping, have suddenly been made real and are right there in front of me, quite literally for the taking. All I have to do is reach out.
I’ma pass on the bungee jumping, though. You go ahead, really. Have a good time. I’m cool right here just knowing that I could go bungee jumping if I wanted to. Which I don’t. Ever.
Besides, there are plenty of other things I can do when I get under 250 pounds, like:
- Ride a horse! – The entire equestrian world, it seems, has a no-fat-guys policy and getting under 250 is like being given the keys to the kingdom.
- Rent a Segway scooter in San Francisco! – Yeah … thanks, but no thanks. I’m gonna hold on to my dignity for a bit longer, if it’s all the same to you, 250 or no 250.
- Trade in my chair at work for a stability ball! – Umm, no. Just … no.
- Check out a zip line! – Ok, this might be fun.
- Donate my body to science! – If the majority of Americans are overweight, perhaps med students should get some practice working on overweight corpses? Just sayin’ …
- Sit in a Camp Chair! – Two hours of tee-ball at 8am on a Saturday is much more tolerable when you can park your ass in one of these beauties.
I’m sure there are plenty of other things that I’ll be able to do when I’m under 250 pounds, just waiting to be discovered! If you’ve got any ideas, leave a comment and let me know what else I should do!