Patience, Bob

Bob here.
I just got back from my check-up with my cholesterol specialist. She's the one who suggested I get a treadmill and set it up in front of a TV set.
According to her scale, I haven't lost any weight at all -- right down to the tenth of a pound in the three months or so since last time I saw her.
But she says to be patient, it'll come. Her secretary -- who actually weighed me -- said it's because I'm developing muscle, which is heavier, but burns more calories, too. That, she said, explains why my pants are looser, yet the pounds haven't started coming off yet.
So that's encouraging. So is the fact that I don't have to go back, and that my own doctor can now monitor things. Not bad. I will continue as I have been.
Hmmm... haven't much from Deb lately, have we?

Update from Bob

It's March 22, and still no further weight loss. Although in the past week, two people -- including one who didn't know I'm on this treadmill kick -- have remarked how I look thinner.
I do think the toning has begun, and the pants don't seem as snug around the waist.
I see my cholesterol specialist next Monday morning. I'll see what she thinks.