I was doing so well, turning things around. Then I went to Las Vegas for work for nearly three full weeks. That was nineteen straight days of no workouts, and of eating nothing but restaurant meals every single day. The good news is, the results weren't as bad as they could have been. The bad news is, the results were still bad. So here we go.

Eighty push-ups today! Granted, I broke early on in the final set, so I am not ready to increase yet. But still, I completed eighty push-ups in five sets of sixteen, and that's not nothing. It is also my fourteenth wedding anniversary, and my wife and I are running away tonight for a short getaway. I don't expect to work out tomorrow. For today, though, I spent some more quality time with Blake's 7.

These next few are going to be brief. It's my wedding anniversary this week, and I am distracted. But this was a great workout day. I was back under 270 again, which was awesome. As for Blake's 7, well... it was a weird one.

Huge victory today, on two fronts. First of all, my weight trend finally flipped back in the right direction again. It remains frustrating, but at least it is getting better and not worse. I'll take what I can get. More importantly, today I upped the push-ups to 75. I expected to struggle with it, but I actually managed to complete the five sets without breaking form on my first day at this level. That means that on Tuesday I will jump to 80. I will be back up to a hundred, I think, by August. How cool is that.

Also, today I watched what was easily the best episode of Blake's 7 I have seen to date...

I don't even want to talk about it. I really don't.

But I'll talk about Blake's 7.

Ugh. Just... ugh.  I felt like crap yesterday, didn't even work out. I really didn't feel like working out today either, but I forced myself to get it done over lunch. The only good news is that I actually did 70 push-ups without breaking form. That is up from 65 on Tuesday. I expected it to take at least two days to make it through all five sets of 14 without breaking, so I was very pleasantly surprised. This means that on Sunday I will take it up to 75. I am still weeks away from getting all the way back up to 100, but I am on the right track. So that's all fantastic. On the downside, the combination of being sick and missing a day means, of course, that my weight trended back upwards. That is, to put it mildly, frustrating. I keep telling myself that I actually feel great (which I do), and that I deliberately never had any weight target for this ridiculous project (which is true), but it doesn't make it any less frustrating. I feel completely hung up in the low 270's, and that is particularly galling since I originally blasted right through this number nearly two years ago. All I can do is keep going back to my fundamentals, and keep trying to focus more on how I feel physically and less on what number is on the scale. It ain't easy, though.

And then there was today's Blake's 7...

This is gonna be quick, I'm playing catch-up. It was a good workout, with a hundred sit-ups and then over 7,200 steps on the treadmill. My weight continues to be frustrating, being as I have bounced back up over 270. So...  crap. Blah blah blah emotional bear trap.

So I'm not gonna think about it, and move on to Blake's 7.

I just got home from a massage, and am ready to just fall into bed. This is going to be a fairly quick one. I mentioned before that I am trying to work my way up to doing 100 push ups (done in five sets with a two minute break between each set). Two days ago I did 65 in five sets of 13, but I broke on the last set. Today I was very pleased to do the 65 without breaking. That means the day after tomorrow I will bump it up to 70 in five sets of 14. At this rate the very soonest that I will get back up to 100 is in another two weeks, but I am skeptical I will hit that. More likely it will be another month or so for me to work back up there. Still, I'm feeling pretty dang good about that. Other than that, I don't have much going on workout-wise, so let's get down to Blake's 7.

It's another happy day here on the Time Treadmill. My weigh-in this morning came even lower than the one yesterday, which is just lovely. That also means that I am due for a correction tomorrow, but I'll deal with that emotional train wreck when it happens. I was definitely still a bit dehydrated this morning -- I didn't sleep well last night, and this morning I was not able to maintain my previous day's pace. I didn't quite manage to break seven thousand steps, which is a tad frustrating. but on the whole it was a good workout. I am three weeks out from needing to be parading around in my formal business attire at a huge conference, and I am feeling pretty good about that.

As for Blake's 7, the most I can say is that the content of today's viewing did indeed live up to the title.

Right off the bat, can I get three cheers for hyper-dehyrdration? As I predicted yesterday, this morning after my regular workout plus doing the yard work I weighed in more than three pounds lower than yesterday and hit my target of getting back below 270 by the 15th. It's not real, it is an artificially low number, and it will certainly bounce back up if not tomorrow then on the day after. But I am just proud enough to take the win. I spent several hours this afternoon walking around in the Florida sun at Epcot photographing princesses with my autistic son, and even though I have been drinking water like crazy I still feel dehydrated. We'll see what tomorrow brings, but for today I am satisfied. The five day moving average has finally turned in my favor, and it's full steam ahead from here.