Wrestlers have known this for years: to reach your weight class, just sweat.
Today, I went out for my 2.5-hour creekside walk, having decided that the 5-hour megawalk would be too much. I sweated and sweated going up and down those fourteen staircases... and at the end of my walk, when I weighed myself on my bathroom scale, I was back down to 117 kg after having regained 3 or 4 kg in the three months(!) since I finished my trans-Korea hike. You'll recall that I'd lost 10 kg during that walk; I went from 126 kg to 116 kg, and here I am again, hovering around 117 kg after being around 120 kg for the past few weeks.
Actually, I drank two 600-ml Powerades, so I guess I'm up to 118.2 kg, but I've also taken a piss since then, so that needs to be factored in. By morning, I expect to be around 117 kg again, as I'm currently fasting. Not a bad way to start the week, even if the weight loss is mostly water loss and not fat loss.
Oh, and I just made a gigantic batch of hummus with my leftover chickpeas from the goodbye party we'd had at the office. Want some?
Ha ha! Losing weight is no sweat in summertime. Except when it is.
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