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What the HELL???

OK, yeah, so I’m doing more walking with the new commute to Jersey City. But I didn’t get up to walk yesterday, and the only extra exercise I got during the day was climbing the 128 steps at the Exchange Place PATH station. Sure, I did a calisthenics routine last night, but a few weeks ago I was following that up with shadow-boxing, and I wasn’t losing weight at nearly this rate. My diet has remained constant, and I have not felt hungry.

I’ve lost six and a half pounds in the last week. I have a history of dropping weight very quickly when I get into weight loss mode, but as far as I can recall this is unprecedented even for me. I’m a little worried, although I’m leaning toward thinking that my body has simply thrown itself enthusiastically into a fat-burning cycle.

First of all, I do not feel sick — far from it! I can’t recall the last time my sinuses felt so good, and they are my equivalent of the canary in the coal mine. I’ve been very tired, but there’s a solid explanation for that: I just started getting up at 5:30 a few weeks ago, and work pressure has been hideous.

Secondly, I feel physically strong despite the tiredness. Last night I did more bench dips than I’ve done in a year or two and more pushups than I’ve done since at least last year. If I was coming down with Lyme again, it would be sucking my strength.

I feel great — hell, I haven’t felt this good in years. So for now I’m going to keep a wary eye on my weight and chalk this up to an exceptionally enthusiastic bit of fat-burning on the part of my body. After all, a week or two ago I was fighting off panic when it seemed like that needle wouldn’t go down. I’ll probably run smack dab into a harder plateau before I know it.