Weight: 271
Mood: Agitated
I have been feeling lame the past couple of days. Not really motivated to do much of anything, let alone post about not doing much of anything. I'll have a good post in a day or two about taking my son to the Zoo yesterday, which was totally awesome.
Sorry for not posting lately, I know you all hang on my every word. So I'll get back too it soon.
Sunday, June 6, 2010
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Progress Pictures! 10:26 AM
Since it's the end of my second month, I'll give you some progress pictures. These were taken today. I started out at 305 pounds. Today I'm at 267, for a net loss of 38 pounds.
And now -- We barbecue. 9:43 AM
Weight: 267
Mood: Hungry
So today I'm having my family over for a barbecue. I am very excited, because I've never cooked outside on a grill before. And I get to experiment on all of the people I'm close to, so they have to forgive me if I poison them. We're doing burgers and brats, and I am so excited to get to stuff my face.
I think it's important as I'm trying to eat better just to give myself a day every so often where I just set down all of my goals and ambitions and everything and just eat. Like I've said several times on here, I'm not dieting. I'm not "on a program" or anything like that. I'm just making better choices for my body as opposed to the poor choices I've made in the past. And so far, it's working. I feel great. I'm getting to the point now where I can look in the mirror and see a significant difference. I really notice it around my waistline. Shortly before I started this blog I'd purchased some jeans that were size 44 in the waist. They fit a little more snug than I would have liked, but I kept them anyways, because the next size up was way to big on me. I put those jeans on yesterday and was baffled because I couldn't keep them up without a belt. It won't be long until I'll be going down another size.
I'm really looking forward to the get-together today. Not just because I'll be pigging out on grilled meats and potato salad, but because I get to spend some good quality time with the fam. Since I've had to change my work schedule I haven't had the same time with them that I'm used to. They all work mornings so we can't do much during the week, and I'm normally so anti-social on the weekends that I don't feel like leaving the house. So today is going to be an awesome day.
Mood: Hungry
So today I'm having my family over for a barbecue. I am very excited, because I've never cooked outside on a grill before. And I get to experiment on all of the people I'm close to, so they have to forgive me if I poison them. We're doing burgers and brats, and I am so excited to get to stuff my face.
I think it's important as I'm trying to eat better just to give myself a day every so often where I just set down all of my goals and ambitions and everything and just eat. Like I've said several times on here, I'm not dieting. I'm not "on a program" or anything like that. I'm just making better choices for my body as opposed to the poor choices I've made in the past. And so far, it's working. I feel great. I'm getting to the point now where I can look in the mirror and see a significant difference. I really notice it around my waistline. Shortly before I started this blog I'd purchased some jeans that were size 44 in the waist. They fit a little more snug than I would have liked, but I kept them anyways, because the next size up was way to big on me. I put those jeans on yesterday and was baffled because I couldn't keep them up without a belt. It won't be long until I'll be going down another size.
I'm really looking forward to the get-together today. Not just because I'll be pigging out on grilled meats and potato salad, but because I get to spend some good quality time with the fam. Since I've had to change my work schedule I haven't had the same time with them that I'm used to. They all work mornings so we can't do much during the week, and I'm normally so anti-social on the weekends that I don't feel like leaving the house. So today is going to be an awesome day.
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Apperently size DOES Matter. 10:46 AM
Weight: 268
Mood: Chipper
So this week has been really good. I've been eating really well and have more weight loss to show for it. One of my biggest problems during the week is just curbing my eating right before bed, and this week I feel like a champion, because I didn't have any moments where I caved into the urge of filling my face before I went to sleep.
During the week it's easier for me to make healthier choices, primarily out of convenience. The routine of the weekday dictates what I can prepare for my meals throughout the day. Here's a typical weekday for you as of late.
7:30-9:30 - Wake up, weigh-in, eat breakfast
9:30-11:00 - Hang out with the fam, twitter/facebook, chores (if I feel good)
11:00-11:45 - Prepare for work, make my lunch/dinner
11:45-12:00 - Curse the world for having to go to work
12:00-9:oo - Work. ugh.
9:00-Whenever - Hang out with Jade, watch some TV, facebook/twitter, whatever, and then go to bed.
The main reason I do so good during the week is because for a significant part of my waking day, I am eating out of a lunch pail. It's pretty easy to not snack when you can only eat the food you bring to work. Once the food is gone, you don't eat anymore.
The problem with me is, once the weekend rolls around, my lunch pail goes from this size:
To this.
Heh. Size matters. At least for me. See, I eat for all sorts of reasons, but usually, it's due to boredom. And when I sit around at home for a lengthy period of time, The lunch pail that I use during the week explodes in size to this giant metal monolith (awesome band name, btw.) at the focal point of my kitchen. This beast provides me with a seemingly endless variety of tasty treats.
So here's the plan, at least for today. I'm going to pack a lunch. I'm not going anywhere, but I'll fill my cooler with all sorts of good stuff, and just eat from that. And when the food is gone, I'm done. Should be pretty simple. We'll see how it goes. Have a good weekend everyone!
Mood: Chipper
So this week has been really good. I've been eating really well and have more weight loss to show for it. One of my biggest problems during the week is just curbing my eating right before bed, and this week I feel like a champion, because I didn't have any moments where I caved into the urge of filling my face before I went to sleep.
During the week it's easier for me to make healthier choices, primarily out of convenience. The routine of the weekday dictates what I can prepare for my meals throughout the day. Here's a typical weekday for you as of late.
7:30-9:30 - Wake up, weigh-in, eat breakfast
9:30-11:00 - Hang out with the fam, twitter/facebook, chores (if I feel good)
11:00-11:45 - Prepare for work, make my lunch/dinner
11:45-12:00 - Curse the world for having to go to work
12:00-9:oo - Work. ugh.
9:00-Whenever - Hang out with Jade, watch some TV, facebook/twitter, whatever, and then go to bed.
The main reason I do so good during the week is because for a significant part of my waking day, I am eating out of a lunch pail. It's pretty easy to not snack when you can only eat the food you bring to work. Once the food is gone, you don't eat anymore.
The problem with me is, once the weekend rolls around, my lunch pail goes from this size:
To this.
Heh. Size matters. At least for me. See, I eat for all sorts of reasons, but usually, it's due to boredom. And when I sit around at home for a lengthy period of time, The lunch pail that I use during the week explodes in size to this giant metal monolith (awesome band name, btw.) at the focal point of my kitchen. This beast provides me with a seemingly endless variety of tasty treats.
So here's the plan, at least for today. I'm going to pack a lunch. I'm not going anywhere, but I'll fill my cooler with all sorts of good stuff, and just eat from that. And when the food is gone, I'm done. Should be pretty simple. We'll see how it goes. Have a good weekend everyone!
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Meaty Cheesy Gluttonny Goodness. 8:13 PM
Weight: 272Mood: Content
Mmmmm. If you can't tell by the picture, I ate pretty good. Of course, this burger and fries were pretty much all I ate today. But it was SOOOO worth it.
I've been doing really well and I feel like I deserved a reward. So I went with the Bridge Burger and fries from 8th Street Bridges Grill. It was awesome.
I made sure to eat guilt-free by working out on the treadmill and doing sit-ups and push-ups before hand. Then I met up with a couple of close friends and we ate and reminisced about when we were younger. It was a fun day.
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
The internet made me fat. 11:45 PM
Weight: 274
Mood: Sleepy
So, after my weigh-in today I am officially thirty pounds lighter than when I started this whole shebang. Yay for me. More importantly though, I feel a whole lot healthier. And the feeling that I have about my health is way better than what any number on the scale could make me feel.
I have thought long and hard about how I got to be so heavy. I know everyone has a reason for being the size that they are, and for some people, that reason (or those reasons) are out of their control. Therefore, I can only speak for myself, and my personal experiences with my size.
Shocking as most of you may find this, I am heavy because I eat to much.
Since I was under 10 years old, I've eaten enough food daily to satisfy most normal-sized adults. My dad is a thin person. The kind of thin person that most fat people want to punch right in the mouth, because no matter how much food he consumes, or what kind of food he consumes, he never gains an ounce of weight. However before punching my dad in the face, one should step back and look at the bigger picture. He is employed by the City Parks and Recreation Department as a grounds keeper. His primary responsibility has been the caretaker of Civic Field since I was in diapers. His duties include all sorts of workout activities like lifting, bending, stretching, and pretty much busting ass for 8 hours a day, 40 hours a week, sometimes more during the busy months in the summer.
No wonder this guy can eat anything. However, my mother took his metabolism as a personal challenge. She was gonna fatten this skinny guy up come hell or high water. So she cooked enough food to feed an army. Well, unfortunately, my dear mother's good-intentioned plan to put some meat on my dad's bones backfired. Instead, I did all of the fattening up. And it only got worse from there.
As I got older I started being an emotional eater. After work I'd get in my car and hit up multiple fast food places and eat several cheeseburgers. I'd feel so bad sometimes because I'd have to truncate an order at one restaurant and finish it at another because I didn't want the drive-thru attendant to judge me for ordering so much food at one time, and being the only person in the car. Or I'd order more than one soda so that it would like like I was feeding more people than I was.
It would have been one thing entirely if I ate like a horse and then went and ran around outside and worked all of that food off, after all, I was a growing boy. But I lived a sedentary lifestyle including playing Super Mario Bros. and watching Hulk Hogan and Bret "The Hitman" Hart on WWF.
And then the whole internet came along. After that, I pretty much made a permanent butt-groove in the office chair at home until I moved out.
So I guess you could say that my "Huskiness" is no fault of my own. From here on out, I will blame the internet for my size. Thanks, Al Gore. You invented a fatty-maker. Good going.
No, in all seriousness, I know that my size is entirely my own doing. No one put a gun to my head and made me eat like I do. No one tied me to the couch and put the Nintendo controller in my hand. Every pound on my body that is extra is due to my own personal habits. And I accept that.
Proof of this point is that by merely incorporating things like vegetables, fruits, and nuts into my diet in place of Chips, Candy, and Soda has caused the fat I've stored for so long to start coming off. I'm not starving myself. I'm just giving my body better fuel. And the reaction I get in return has been weight loss. Also, getting off the couch and running around after my son has helped as well. Taking time to go on walks, or hop on the treadmill for an hour, or lift weights has given me more energy than I thought I could even have in a day. It's just a totally crazy change that my body is making, and I am all the more thankful that I can do it so young, and make these healthier choices for my family, so I can have as much time with them on earth that I can.
Anyway, in summation, I feel pretty darn good. Thanks for listening.
Mood: Sleepy
So, after my weigh-in today I am officially thirty pounds lighter than when I started this whole shebang. Yay for me. More importantly though, I feel a whole lot healthier. And the feeling that I have about my health is way better than what any number on the scale could make me feel.
I have thought long and hard about how I got to be so heavy. I know everyone has a reason for being the size that they are, and for some people, that reason (or those reasons) are out of their control. Therefore, I can only speak for myself, and my personal experiences with my size.
Shocking as most of you may find this, I am heavy because I eat to much.
Since I was under 10 years old, I've eaten enough food daily to satisfy most normal-sized adults. My dad is a thin person. The kind of thin person that most fat people want to punch right in the mouth, because no matter how much food he consumes, or what kind of food he consumes, he never gains an ounce of weight. However before punching my dad in the face, one should step back and look at the bigger picture. He is employed by the City Parks and Recreation Department as a grounds keeper. His primary responsibility has been the caretaker of Civic Field since I was in diapers. His duties include all sorts of workout activities like lifting, bending, stretching, and pretty much busting ass for 8 hours a day, 40 hours a week, sometimes more during the busy months in the summer.
No wonder this guy can eat anything. However, my mother took his metabolism as a personal challenge. She was gonna fatten this skinny guy up come hell or high water. So she cooked enough food to feed an army. Well, unfortunately, my dear mother's good-intentioned plan to put some meat on my dad's bones backfired. Instead, I did all of the fattening up. And it only got worse from there.
As I got older I started being an emotional eater. After work I'd get in my car and hit up multiple fast food places and eat several cheeseburgers. I'd feel so bad sometimes because I'd have to truncate an order at one restaurant and finish it at another because I didn't want the drive-thru attendant to judge me for ordering so much food at one time, and being the only person in the car. Or I'd order more than one soda so that it would like like I was feeding more people than I was.
It would have been one thing entirely if I ate like a horse and then went and ran around outside and worked all of that food off, after all, I was a growing boy. But I lived a sedentary lifestyle including playing Super Mario Bros. and watching Hulk Hogan and Bret "The Hitman" Hart on WWF.
And then the whole internet came along. After that, I pretty much made a permanent butt-groove in the office chair at home until I moved out.
So I guess you could say that my "Huskiness" is no fault of my own. From here on out, I will blame the internet for my size. Thanks, Al Gore. You invented a fatty-maker. Good going.
No, in all seriousness, I know that my size is entirely my own doing. No one put a gun to my head and made me eat like I do. No one tied me to the couch and put the Nintendo controller in my hand. Every pound on my body that is extra is due to my own personal habits. And I accept that.
Proof of this point is that by merely incorporating things like vegetables, fruits, and nuts into my diet in place of Chips, Candy, and Soda has caused the fat I've stored for so long to start coming off. I'm not starving myself. I'm just giving my body better fuel. And the reaction I get in return has been weight loss. Also, getting off the couch and running around after my son has helped as well. Taking time to go on walks, or hop on the treadmill for an hour, or lift weights has given me more energy than I thought I could even have in a day. It's just a totally crazy change that my body is making, and I am all the more thankful that I can do it so young, and make these healthier choices for my family, so I can have as much time with them on earth that I can.
Anyway, in summation, I feel pretty darn good. Thanks for listening.
Sunday, May 16, 2010
A tale of two Concerts. 7:56 PM
Weight: 278
Mood: satisfied
Today was a super mellow day, which was just what I needed. I stayed up pretty late last night trying to incorporate Twitter into my blog/facebook/existence. I am definitely not the typical "early adopter" of the whole social networking sphere -- I joined myspace right about the same time everyone joined facebook instead. So I'm kind of a lame-o like that. But I like the idea of being able to publish a short sweet little blurb on the fly and have it be visible from my blog, my facebook, and pretty much anywhere else the ten people who stalk me and have internet access can go to get their fix. The problem with that is the abuse of it. I see so many stupid "tweets" out there that it makes my head spin. So many users are like "Haha I just pooped LAWLSZZZZ@!!!!111!!!" And that's the extent of their news or other shared information. My intent is to use the twitter service as a means of relating news, links, or anything else I may find interesting to those who wish to follow me. Because if I think something is awesome, chances are, it is. Because I am awesome.
Plus I was thinking about times that may come up where I might do a weigh in, or have a fat-kid victory over a cheeseburger and a computer isn't immediately handy to blog about my adventures. Therefore, the whole twitter shenanigans can be used to relay that sort of information. This would have come in handy when I was in Seattle the couple times I was this week. I went to two concerts last week. My bro and I saw Coheed and Cambria on Saturday the 8th, and then I took my wife to see Paramore on the 12th.
On the trip to see Coheed I pigged out. I picked up a package of Cosmic Brownies from the store, had two bottles of Mountain Dew, and ate at this greasy diner which was named Donna's Diner on the sign outside, but the menus were labeled Mac's Smokehouse BBQ when we sat down to eat. Plus there were bullet holes in the windows. I could have died from the mis-labeled food or from street crime. So I ate a lot to feel the comfort that food gives me.
The Paramore concert however was a completely different endeavor entirely. Having the previous concert under my belt, and knowing I was traveling to roughly the same area, a little research beforehand did wonders. My wife and I picked up some Gatorade G2 and some Popcorn, Indiana popcorn for the drive over, ate at Red Robin for Lunch/Dinner, and bought a couple bottles of water from street vendors while waiting in line to get into the show. Even after the good sized burger and steak fries I'd eaten before the concert, my weigh-in the next day said I'd lost over a pound.
So you see, I could have kept all of you in the loop as stuff went down instead of telling you after the fact. Either way, both shows were awesome, and I survived to tell the tale. The only thing I regret is I didn't take pictures at either event. Oh well. There will be others I suppose.
Well, I better wrap this post up. I have to go in to work early tomorrow, so I better get going. Thanks for reading!
Mood: satisfied
Today was a super mellow day, which was just what I needed. I stayed up pretty late last night trying to incorporate Twitter into my blog/facebook/existence. I am definitely not the typical "early adopter" of the whole social networking sphere -- I joined myspace right about the same time everyone joined facebook instead. So I'm kind of a lame-o like that. But I like the idea of being able to publish a short sweet little blurb on the fly and have it be visible from my blog, my facebook, and pretty much anywhere else the ten people who stalk me and have internet access can go to get their fix. The problem with that is the abuse of it. I see so many stupid "tweets" out there that it makes my head spin. So many users are like "Haha I just pooped LAWLSZZZZ@!!!!111!!!" And that's the extent of their news or other shared information. My intent is to use the twitter service as a means of relating news, links, or anything else I may find interesting to those who wish to follow me. Because if I think something is awesome, chances are, it is. Because I am awesome.
Plus I was thinking about times that may come up where I might do a weigh in, or have a fat-kid victory over a cheeseburger and a computer isn't immediately handy to blog about my adventures. Therefore, the whole twitter shenanigans can be used to relay that sort of information. This would have come in handy when I was in Seattle the couple times I was this week. I went to two concerts last week. My bro and I saw Coheed and Cambria on Saturday the 8th, and then I took my wife to see Paramore on the 12th.
On the trip to see Coheed I pigged out. I picked up a package of Cosmic Brownies from the store, had two bottles of Mountain Dew, and ate at this greasy diner which was named Donna's Diner on the sign outside, but the menus were labeled Mac's Smokehouse BBQ when we sat down to eat. Plus there were bullet holes in the windows. I could have died from the mis-labeled food or from street crime. So I ate a lot to feel the comfort that food gives me.
The Paramore concert however was a completely different endeavor entirely. Having the previous concert under my belt, and knowing I was traveling to roughly the same area, a little research beforehand did wonders. My wife and I picked up some Gatorade G2 and some Popcorn, Indiana popcorn for the drive over, ate at Red Robin for Lunch/Dinner, and bought a couple bottles of water from street vendors while waiting in line to get into the show. Even after the good sized burger and steak fries I'd eaten before the concert, my weigh-in the next day said I'd lost over a pound.
So you see, I could have kept all of you in the loop as stuff went down instead of telling you after the fact. Either way, both shows were awesome, and I survived to tell the tale. The only thing I regret is I didn't take pictures at either event. Oh well. There will be others I suppose.
Well, I better wrap this post up. I have to go in to work early tomorrow, so I better get going. Thanks for reading!
