This has been a weird week, both in terms of weight-loss and life in general.
I worked out Monday and Tuesday, but then got a surprise flare-up of gout. Yes, gout. It's not just for pirates, old people and the morbidly obese.
I've had run-ins with this form of arthritis, usually affecting the foot, since 2003. For the first few years, I'd get one or two flare-ups a year. The episodes are usually brought on by a diet high in purines that leads to increased uric acid production. This means meats, fish, excessive sugar, caffeine and many other foods should be off limits. Gout sufferers also are supposed to drink lots of water to flush our system. Aside from the water part, I've come to ignore this advice, especially since, before time week, I had not had a flare-up in four years. I'm not sure why it happened this week. Nothing in my diet has changed.
This week's bout has been relatively mild, meaning I can still walk. When it's bad, it's near excruciating and usually requires walking with a cane. I've long since used up my prescription gout medicine, so I've been managing it this week with Advil. It should be over by Sunday or Monday.
I bring this up to say that, despite the lack of exercise, I lost two pounds this week. That puts me at 176, just 11 pounds from my goal. My theory as to why I lost the weight is that I previously was slightly dehydrated. So my increased water intake this week to battle the gout, coupled with not sweating out lots of water through working out -- which would cause my body to retain water if I was dehydrated -- brought things back into balance and resulted in the release of two pounds of excess water weight.
If that's not it, then I have no idea what actually happened. But whatever the cause, it's a silver lining in an otherwise not-so-silver week.