I know, I know - my rants, they're fun. But, this is not a rant. I just had an experience that makes me want to rant, but I'm not ranting about it. Instead, just a little update.

My fiance is a dietitian, and my brother is a gym rat. Between the two of them, they've determined that I should lose weight. So, Heidi has helped me to plan wise, healthy, low-fat, low-cholesterol, and low-sodium choices. The sodium thing ... I'm not into that. I loves me some salt.

And little brother has me working out. I'm at the gym five days a week. Here's my routine:

Mondays:
5 minutes on treadmill
Weights - legs and abs
20 minutes on stationary bike, maintaining heart rate at 130 bpm

Tuesdays:
2 hours of full-court basketball
Weights - upper body

Wednesdays:
5 minutes on treadmill
Weights - legs and abs
20 minutes on stationary bike, maintaining heart rate at 130 bpm

Thursdays:
5 minutes on treadmill
Weights - upper body
20 minutes on stationary bike, maintaining heart rate at 130 bpm

Fridays:
2 hours of full-court basketball

In three weeks, I've lost about 13 pounds, and that includes the third week when I gained two pounds because I went camping and ate horribly. But I'm back on the wagon and I am really enjoying working out.

That's all. Wish me luck. I want to lose another 40 or so by the wedding, which is in 63 days, and then continue weight loss further until I reach my goal, which essentially 1.5 average sized women. I have a lot to lose, but I am feeling good about the progress I've made.