Last season, on "The Biggest Loser," the contestants were asked to run a half-marathon. Almost all of them finished. Later, the four finalists were tasked with running a full marathon. All four of them finished. Even the older man with a host of medical problems finished.
I saw the pride in their faces, on the faces of their families. I saw the sense of accomplishment. I teared up when the middle-aged woman (who won the game) started crying when she said, "I can't believe it--I'm a marathon runner."
And as I sat on my couch watching these moments of victory, the seed was planted.
It seemed impossible to even consider, but deep down I knew I wanted that moment for myself.
Fast-forward to last month. My recent trip to the UK included a few days of touristy adventures, which included upwards of 10 miles of walking each day. I battled through it, and my legs were pretty much wrecked for nearly a week. But I survived. I got better. And it hit me--I can do more than I thought I was capable of doing.
Two weeks ago, as I listened to coworkers talk about signing up for the Chevron Houston Marathon, I thought, "why can't I do something like that sometime?" I began researching, and learned that while the Houston Marathon registration was closed, there was another marathon on the coast in February.
Before the doubts could creep in and talk me out of it, I signed up for the half-marathon.
Now I'm on the clock. February 13, 2010 is less than 7 months away. I have to go from essentially zero to half-marathon capability.
When I told coworkers, they were thrilled. When I told friends, they were encouraging. When I told my family, they were incredulous. Even now, their words of encouragement are glazed with a tone of "I still don't think you'll stick with this."
I can't blame them. I'm the king of the big-talkers and no-walkers. But this isn't tell, it's show. And what I'm gonna show will prove that my heart is in this.
Because for the first time since high school, I'm ready to push myself to my physical limits and really see what I can accomplish.
Monday, August 3, 2009
This is not another failed start.
I've started and stopped exercise and diet regimens a dozen times over the life of this blog.
That's all changing.
I'm tired of starting and stopping, trying and failing.
That's over.
This is the new dave. The new day.
I'm still not 100% on my diet. I'm getting there.
I'm still on track with my exercise. I'm getting better.
In six months, I'm going to participate in a half-marathon. Barring injury, I'll be doing a full marathon a year after that.
Welcome to the new blog. The Waddling Bison blog.
Who's ready to waddle with me?
That's all changing.
I'm tired of starting and stopping, trying and failing.
That's over.
This is the new dave. The new day.
I'm still not 100% on my diet. I'm getting there.
I'm still on track with my exercise. I'm getting better.
In six months, I'm going to participate in a half-marathon. Barring injury, I'll be doing a full marathon a year after that.
Welcome to the new blog. The Waddling Bison blog.
Who's ready to waddle with me?
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
A New Start: Day 3
A new start, you ask? Whither Days 1 and 2, you ask?
I'll explain later. But I want to put SOMETHING down, so here it is.
On Monday, I went to the gym. Stretching. Two minutes on the elliptical, a mile on the recombitant bike, a walk around the 1/8th mile track to work out the pain in my foot, and then another two minutes or so on the elliptical.
Nothing special, but special enough to leave slow-release soreness on Tuesday.
On Tuesday, no work-out and some bad food choices.
Today, I caved and had Pop-tarts as a snack. And a big chocolate chip Jimmy John's cookie that a coworker gave me later. I'm going to the gym tonight.
ALSO: Tuesday's are going to be my weigh-in day, but I missed it yesterday, so here's my data:
Week 1 Starting Weight: 501.6 lbs.
Talk to you tomorrow.
I'll explain later. But I want to put SOMETHING down, so here it is.
On Monday, I went to the gym. Stretching. Two minutes on the elliptical, a mile on the recombitant bike, a walk around the 1/8th mile track to work out the pain in my foot, and then another two minutes or so on the elliptical.
Nothing special, but special enough to leave slow-release soreness on Tuesday.
On Tuesday, no work-out and some bad food choices.
Today, I caved and had Pop-tarts as a snack. And a big chocolate chip Jimmy John's cookie that a coworker gave me later. I'm going to the gym tonight.
ALSO: Tuesday's are going to be my weigh-in day, but I missed it yesterday, so here's my data:
Week 1 Starting Weight: 501.6 lbs.
Talk to you tomorrow.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Know your limits.
Listen, Dave: Once you've started a new diet recommitment, be careful as you continue your Lenten one-day fasts. Try not to be too active, since you're not carbo-loading the night before anymore.
And for Pete's sake, don't get all gung-ho and add strenuous physical activity to the mix. Are you stupid or something?
...Yes. Yes, you are.
And for Pete's sake, don't get all gung-ho and add strenuous physical activity to the mix. Are you stupid or something?
...Yes. Yes, you are.
Monday, March 10, 2008
Monday, December 10, 2007
Don't give up on me, loserblog.
I'm not giving up on you.
I'm not losing weight. I've gained back what I'd lost, plus a few. But I will start again. Sometime in the next month. I'll jump on the January bandwagon and see if I can hang on longer than everyone else.
Don't give up on me, kid. I'm still here.
I'm not losing weight. I've gained back what I'd lost, plus a few. But I will start again. Sometime in the next month. I'll jump on the January bandwagon and see if I can hang on longer than everyone else.
Don't give up on me, kid. I'm still here.
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Week Si--errr, Seven Weigh-In: Get Back, JoJo
Starting Weight: 477.4 lbs
Week 7 Weigh-in: 465.0 lbs
Weekly Gain: 0.4 lbs
Total Loss: 12.4 lbs
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I took a week off and didn't weigh in. I used my birthday as an excuse. That was dumb.
So was eating too much birthday cake.
But in two weeks, I've gained less than half of a pound, which is a blessing. I think I may be starting to run out of these blessings, and I need to get my butt in gear.
Speaking of in gear, I rode my bike around my apartment complex for about ten minutes yesterday. Not a lot, but it was fun. And cold. I need to bundle up better.
I haven't been counting points. I know. I know. I'm gonna.
Part of the problem is that I didn't really go to the grocery store last week, with all the other stuff going on in the week. I didn't write out my October budget, so I didn't have the cash ready, so I didn't want to go, so I ended up eating out too much. And while I did make a few good choices, I made a lot of bad ones.
Anyway. Here I am. And hopefully tonight, I can get back to where I once belonged--losing 5-7 pounds a week and finally making some progress again.
Week 7 Weigh-in: 465.0 lbs
Weekly Gain: 0.4 lbs
Total Loss: 12.4 lbs
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I took a week off and didn't weigh in. I used my birthday as an excuse. That was dumb.
So was eating too much birthday cake.
But in two weeks, I've gained less than half of a pound, which is a blessing. I think I may be starting to run out of these blessings, and I need to get my butt in gear.
Speaking of in gear, I rode my bike around my apartment complex for about ten minutes yesterday. Not a lot, but it was fun. And cold. I need to bundle up better.
I haven't been counting points. I know. I know. I'm gonna.
Part of the problem is that I didn't really go to the grocery store last week, with all the other stuff going on in the week. I didn't write out my October budget, so I didn't have the cash ready, so I didn't want to go, so I ended up eating out too much. And while I did make a few good choices, I made a lot of bad ones.
Anyway. Here I am. And hopefully tonight, I can get back to where I once belonged--losing 5-7 pounds a week and finally making some progress again.
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Week 5 Weigh-in: Better Late than Never
Starting Weight: 477.4 lbs
Week 5 Weigh-in: 464.6 lbs
Weekly Loss: 1.6 lbs
Total Loss: 12.8 lbs
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It's Thursday, I know, I know.
Despite a half-hearted week, I lost a pound and a half (or, a pound plus the little I gained). And I have to confess, this week so far is the same thing. I'm only half-heartedly committed right now. I don't want to point, I don't want to count, I don't want to limit.
Right now, as I'm typing this, I'm eating a Snickers bar and drinking a verboten root beer. I pointed the bar but not the drink. This is what I'm talking about. Half-hearted.
I need a renaissance of commitment. And I find myself unwilling to do that before Monday. Cuz nobody but nobody wants to point their birthday cake.
Here we are, gang. My first real valley of decision, in this go-round of dieting. (I wanted to type "this last go-round," but right now, I don't have the confidence in myself to say this is the final countdown for me.) This is the point where I fell away earlier in the year. I received the diet with joy, but when the sun rose and scorched the earth, I withered because I had no roots.
So that's my prayer for the week. That this new approach to eating, this new lifestyle, will dig deep roots in me, and find the ground water down there to help it survive and thrive.
I'm tired to death of being a fat man.
(Happy Birthday, BigLoserDave. Give yourself a present this year. Make a change.)
Week 5 Weigh-in: 464.6 lbs
Weekly Loss: 1.6 lbs
Total Loss: 12.8 lbs
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It's Thursday, I know, I know.
Despite a half-hearted week, I lost a pound and a half (or, a pound plus the little I gained). And I have to confess, this week so far is the same thing. I'm only half-heartedly committed right now. I don't want to point, I don't want to count, I don't want to limit.
Right now, as I'm typing this, I'm eating a Snickers bar and drinking a verboten root beer. I pointed the bar but not the drink. This is what I'm talking about. Half-hearted.
I need a renaissance of commitment. And I find myself unwilling to do that before Monday. Cuz nobody but nobody wants to point their birthday cake.
Here we are, gang. My first real valley of decision, in this go-round of dieting. (I wanted to type "this last go-round," but right now, I don't have the confidence in myself to say this is the final countdown for me.) This is the point where I fell away earlier in the year. I received the diet with joy, but when the sun rose and scorched the earth, I withered because I had no roots.
So that's my prayer for the week. That this new approach to eating, this new lifestyle, will dig deep roots in me, and find the ground water down there to help it survive and thrive.
I'm tired to death of being a fat man.
(Happy Birthday, BigLoserDave. Give yourself a present this year. Make a change.)
Friday, October 5, 2007
BigLoserDave's Tip of the Week.
Even if you're using the Weight Watchers' recipe for peanut butter cookies, if you eat the whole batch in the space of 3 days, it's still not good for you. Idiot.
Tuesday, October 2, 2007
"Biggest Loser" Commentary: Temptation Challenge
Something I meant to talk about, from last week's show (Week 3):
First, seems like everyone had a low week. The initial huge losses are now being followed by a small loss. It's easy to get disheartened. I'm going through it too. (Though obviously, I was doing other stuff that caused my gain.) But it's a good thing to remember. Even people who put up big numbers on a regular basis have small weeks.
So, the Blue Team made a couple of really bad decisions last week. First, they voted off Jerry. Dumb, dumb, dumb. He was the one who'd lost the most weight, and who'd been a true team captain. My prediction is that they are now going to be less focused, and there will be more in-fighting.
The bigger mistake last week involved the "Temptation" challenge. Basically, they were sent one-by-one into a room with a bunch of really deliciously-looking forbidden food, where they had to stay for 4 minutes before leaving. They were told that the person who consumed the most calories would get a 3-lb pass to add to their weight loss at the upcoming weigh-in.
There was some miscommunication, and two Blue Team members ended up indulging in the food, each consuming over a thousand calories in the space of that four minutes. The "winner" of the challenge ate almost 1900 calories. (Turns out, she would have lost the most weight on her team, even without it.) And with all the talk of "for the team," I couldn't help but recognize the greedy look in their eyes. I've worn that look myself, I'm sure, countless times. And I lost sympathy for them in that moment. I almost felt like they were transgressing, in a sense. Betraying their mission.
Here's my question: If I'm on a show where losing weight and learning to eat right is the goal, why the heck would I jeopardize this progress by pigging out "for the sake of the team"? If I had to go into that room, I would have grabbed a chair as far away from the food as possible to wait out my required time.
That's the kind of tenacity I would have to have. Or, do have to have. I didn't have it this weekend, and I'm furious with myself about it. These have to be lifestyle choices, decisions that I keep having to make every day, because it's the smart thing to do and it's what's best for me.
Temptations are going to come, on this diet. But I can't make excuses about how it's "okay" this time or that time. I can't get in the habit of justifying pigging out. Because all it does is set me back and weaken my slowly strengthening resolve.
So yeah, that's the craziness that transpired last week. I'll give you an update tomorrow with my thoughts on tonight's new episode (at 7:30 CST, if you want to watch with me).
First, seems like everyone had a low week. The initial huge losses are now being followed by a small loss. It's easy to get disheartened. I'm going through it too. (Though obviously, I was doing other stuff that caused my gain.) But it's a good thing to remember. Even people who put up big numbers on a regular basis have small weeks.
So, the Blue Team made a couple of really bad decisions last week. First, they voted off Jerry. Dumb, dumb, dumb. He was the one who'd lost the most weight, and who'd been a true team captain. My prediction is that they are now going to be less focused, and there will be more in-fighting.
The bigger mistake last week involved the "Temptation" challenge. Basically, they were sent one-by-one into a room with a bunch of really deliciously-looking forbidden food, where they had to stay for 4 minutes before leaving. They were told that the person who consumed the most calories would get a 3-lb pass to add to their weight loss at the upcoming weigh-in.
There was some miscommunication, and two Blue Team members ended up indulging in the food, each consuming over a thousand calories in the space of that four minutes. The "winner" of the challenge ate almost 1900 calories. (Turns out, she would have lost the most weight on her team, even without it.) And with all the talk of "for the team," I couldn't help but recognize the greedy look in their eyes. I've worn that look myself, I'm sure, countless times. And I lost sympathy for them in that moment. I almost felt like they were transgressing, in a sense. Betraying their mission.
Here's my question: If I'm on a show where losing weight and learning to eat right is the goal, why the heck would I jeopardize this progress by pigging out "for the sake of the team"? If I had to go into that room, I would have grabbed a chair as far away from the food as possible to wait out my required time.
That's the kind of tenacity I would have to have. Or, do have to have. I didn't have it this weekend, and I'm furious with myself about it. These have to be lifestyle choices, decisions that I keep having to make every day, because it's the smart thing to do and it's what's best for me.
Temptations are going to come, on this diet. But I can't make excuses about how it's "okay" this time or that time. I can't get in the habit of justifying pigging out. Because all it does is set me back and weaken my slowly strengthening resolve.
So yeah, that's the craziness that transpired last week. I'll give you an update tomorrow with my thoughts on tonight's new episode (at 7:30 CST, if you want to watch with me).
Week 4 Weigh-in: Slipping but not Sliding.
Starting Weight: 477.4 lbs
Week 4 Weigh-in: 466.2 lbs
Weekly Loss: -0.6 lbs
Total Loss: 11.2 lbs
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Yeah, I gained back a half-pound this week, but considering how I know I was eating, that half-pound is a mercy.
I spent most of this past week at my parents' house, taking care of siblings and keeping everything together while the folks took a much-needed weekend vacation. As such, I was cooking for (or buying meals out for) not only myself, but my sibs. My folks also keep a lot of snack foods in the house. While they did provide me with good options, the bad ones were right there beside them. When the good stuff ran out, I just kept on with the bad. And so it goes.
Really, if we're being honest, the half-pound gain is really a 6-pound or so gain, since I lost any ground I would have made up this week, too. Thinking about it that way makes me a little more frustrated.
Not only that, but I slipped into my old eating habits. I was always munching on something (or, in some cases, a lot of somethings), and not stopping myself. At least at work, it's easier (believe it or not) because there are constant distractions. There's work. That keeps me occupied. At "home," I had nothing to distract me, and I kept snacking as I sat and watched TV or played video games.
I think I'm running into the dichotomy of "diet vs. lifestyle change." I have been treating this exercise like a diet that I will go on and then go off. But it has to be more. It has to be a conscious change in how I live, from now on. So that's the goal now, to make that change permanent. That's why the up-and-down inconsistent food intake I've been dealing with has been so problematic. I can't live like that. I need to find a good "food" rhythm so that I can make these changes part of how I live, instead of something I'm just doing for a while.
So here we are. Some ground lost (or pound gained, if you like.) I slipped, but didn't slide. We're back up. I'm hitting the grocery store tonight to restock my house with good things, and we're back in the game.
Week 4 Weigh-in: 466.2 lbs
Weekly Loss: -0.6 lbs
Total Loss: 11.2 lbs
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Yeah, I gained back a half-pound this week, but considering how I know I was eating, that half-pound is a mercy.
I spent most of this past week at my parents' house, taking care of siblings and keeping everything together while the folks took a much-needed weekend vacation. As such, I was cooking for (or buying meals out for) not only myself, but my sibs. My folks also keep a lot of snack foods in the house. While they did provide me with good options, the bad ones were right there beside them. When the good stuff ran out, I just kept on with the bad. And so it goes.
Really, if we're being honest, the half-pound gain is really a 6-pound or so gain, since I lost any ground I would have made up this week, too. Thinking about it that way makes me a little more frustrated.
Not only that, but I slipped into my old eating habits. I was always munching on something (or, in some cases, a lot of somethings), and not stopping myself. At least at work, it's easier (believe it or not) because there are constant distractions. There's work. That keeps me occupied. At "home," I had nothing to distract me, and I kept snacking as I sat and watched TV or played video games.
I think I'm running into the dichotomy of "diet vs. lifestyle change." I have been treating this exercise like a diet that I will go on and then go off. But it has to be more. It has to be a conscious change in how I live, from now on. So that's the goal now, to make that change permanent. That's why the up-and-down inconsistent food intake I've been dealing with has been so problematic. I can't live like that. I need to find a good "food" rhythm so that I can make these changes part of how I live, instead of something I'm just doing for a while.
So here we are. Some ground lost (or pound gained, if you like.) I slipped, but didn't slide. We're back up. I'm hitting the grocery store tonight to restock my house with good things, and we're back in the game.
Monday, September 24, 2007
Week 3 Update: Bacon is baaaaad.
Starting Weight: 477.4 lbs
Week 3 Weigh-in: 465.6 lbs
Weekly Loss: 5.5 lbs
Total Loss: 11.8 lbs
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Another five and a half gone. You'd think I'd be a little more excited about this than I am. I don't know. I don't think I'll actually start getting "excited" until there are visible changes, which probably won't be for another month at this rate.
(Speaking of visible changes, I need to get a haircut. Wakka wakka wakka. Nevermind.)
I have a few concerns at this point. One is that I may be undereating. Ha ha, yeah, I know, right? But I've been hit with some really serious hunger pains this week, as well as the occassional weakness issues (similar to when I've fasted). I wonder if I should take the slower-loss approach the WW website recommends, and eat all of the points I'm allotted, including the bonus bank of points each week. I've gotten scolded twice by the website for losing weight too fast.
Yet, when you're as big as I am, you can't afford to do this 2 pounds a week business. It will take forever, and I don't want it to. I want to get healthy as soon as I possibly can, and while I'm obviously not starving myself, I'm probably not eating quite as much as I'm allowed some days. I don't know. It's a balancing act. I don't want to commit to this half-way. If I'm gonna do it, then I'm gonna really do it, you know? No more messing around; my health is too important now.
I did okay this week. Went over a few days, but if I was going to go over, I tried to pick better things to go over with. This is where shopping wisely is paramount. If you don't have crap on hand, you won't eat crap. Kind of makes sense. I left about 15 points in the bank. As I said, not sure if that was good or not.
As for the title: bacon is pretty bad for me, one of the fattiest meats. But I had a package of center-cut bacon in the fridge, so I decided to fry it up and split it with my dad, who was over that night. That way, I'm only eating half of it. I mixed mine with eggs and cheese, and spooned the scrambled goodness in some half-pitas with a little bit of honey mustard. Tasty.
However, that bacon sat on my stomach like a brick all night, and into the next day. And I said to myself, "Self--bacon does not agree with your digestion. Stay away from bacon." And I said, "You know what, self? That's an astute observation. You know, you're a pretty sharp cat." And I said, "Why thank you, self. I appreciate that coming from someone with such distinguished taste." And I replied, blushing, "Oh, go on, now you're just being flattering." But I retorted, "No, self, I am quite sincere. You're a pretty righteous dude, and it's a privilege to know you." And I smiled winningly and responded, "Believe me, self, the privilege is mine." And so on and so forth for a half-hour longer.
So what have we learned this week? I'm alarmingly self-assured. And bacon is bad.
Weekly goals: Aside from the usual stuff, I need to work on incorporating more activity into my day. I only got to the gym once this past week, for a 25 minute cardio session. I need to make this more of a habit. Of course, this week will be difficult, since I'm house-and-sister-sitting for the folks for half the week. But hopefully I can take advantage of that great track around my parent's house called a...what was it? ... Oh yeah, "sidewalk."
Okay then. I'll keep you posted. Happy eating, but no bacon.
Week 3 Weigh-in: 465.6 lbs
Weekly Loss: 5.5 lbs
Total Loss: 11.8 lbs
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Another five and a half gone. You'd think I'd be a little more excited about this than I am. I don't know. I don't think I'll actually start getting "excited" until there are visible changes, which probably won't be for another month at this rate.
(Speaking of visible changes, I need to get a haircut. Wakka wakka wakka. Nevermind.)
I have a few concerns at this point. One is that I may be undereating. Ha ha, yeah, I know, right? But I've been hit with some really serious hunger pains this week, as well as the occassional weakness issues (similar to when I've fasted). I wonder if I should take the slower-loss approach the WW website recommends, and eat all of the points I'm allotted, including the bonus bank of points each week. I've gotten scolded twice by the website for losing weight too fast.
Yet, when you're as big as I am, you can't afford to do this 2 pounds a week business. It will take forever, and I don't want it to. I want to get healthy as soon as I possibly can, and while I'm obviously not starving myself, I'm probably not eating quite as much as I'm allowed some days. I don't know. It's a balancing act. I don't want to commit to this half-way. If I'm gonna do it, then I'm gonna really do it, you know? No more messing around; my health is too important now.
I did okay this week. Went over a few days, but if I was going to go over, I tried to pick better things to go over with. This is where shopping wisely is paramount. If you don't have crap on hand, you won't eat crap. Kind of makes sense. I left about 15 points in the bank. As I said, not sure if that was good or not.
As for the title: bacon is pretty bad for me, one of the fattiest meats. But I had a package of center-cut bacon in the fridge, so I decided to fry it up and split it with my dad, who was over that night. That way, I'm only eating half of it. I mixed mine with eggs and cheese, and spooned the scrambled goodness in some half-pitas with a little bit of honey mustard. Tasty.
However, that bacon sat on my stomach like a brick all night, and into the next day. And I said to myself, "Self--bacon does not agree with your digestion. Stay away from bacon." And I said, "You know what, self? That's an astute observation. You know, you're a pretty sharp cat." And I said, "Why thank you, self. I appreciate that coming from someone with such distinguished taste." And I replied, blushing, "Oh, go on, now you're just being flattering." But I retorted, "No, self, I am quite sincere. You're a pretty righteous dude, and it's a privilege to know you." And I smiled winningly and responded, "Believe me, self, the privilege is mine." And so on and so forth for a half-hour longer.
So what have we learned this week? I'm alarmingly self-assured. And bacon is bad.
Weekly goals: Aside from the usual stuff, I need to work on incorporating more activity into my day. I only got to the gym once this past week, for a 25 minute cardio session. I need to make this more of a habit. Of course, this week will be difficult, since I'm house-and-sister-sitting for the folks for half the week. But hopefully I can take advantage of that great track around my parent's house called a...what was it? ... Oh yeah, "sidewalk."
Okay then. I'll keep you posted. Happy eating, but no bacon.
Monday, September 17, 2007
Week 2(ish) Weigh-In.
Starting Weight: 477.4 lbs
Week 2 Weigh-in: 471.1 lbs
Weekly Loss: 6.3 lbs
Total Loss: 6.3 lbs
I started "pointing" last Tuesday, so this is really a 6-day total, but I wanted to get on the board.
What's sad is the fact that I'm a little disappointed by this. On Friday, my loss was over 8 pounds, and somehow between then and now, I gained back a pound and a half. ("Somehow"--like I don't already know.)
Fact is, my first falter was this weekend, a whole five days into the process. Weekend transgressions include: 1 pint of chocolate milk; 1 pint of chocolate ice cream; 1 full-cal Cafe Mocha from Starbucks; 1 chocolate donut from Starbucks. All the striving and careful eating that took place (including carefully chosen meals at Chili's, Chipotle, and Freebird's!) were nearly undone by the dreaded sweets. Hard habits to break.
I went to the grocery store on Saturday. Stocked up on "the good stuff" and avoided buying the bad (save for the choc-milk and ice cream). So I don't have any of the bad stuff in the house now.
I think I'm going to be okay. This first week was tough, but the first 2-3 weeks is always tough. Once I hit my stride, and start seeing some real results, I think I'll be all right.
(Yes, "real" results. To some of you folks, 6 pounds is a huge deal, but when I'm staring down the barrel of a sub-250 goal weight, it's just one small step on a long and winding road. "Boy, you're gonna carry that weight...")
Happy eating, friends and neighbors.
Week 2 Weigh-in: 471.1 lbs
Weekly Loss: 6.3 lbs
Total Loss: 6.3 lbs
I started "pointing" last Tuesday, so this is really a 6-day total, but I wanted to get on the board.
What's sad is the fact that I'm a little disappointed by this. On Friday, my loss was over 8 pounds, and somehow between then and now, I gained back a pound and a half. ("Somehow"--like I don't already know.)
Fact is, my first falter was this weekend, a whole five days into the process. Weekend transgressions include: 1 pint of chocolate milk; 1 pint of chocolate ice cream; 1 full-cal Cafe Mocha from Starbucks; 1 chocolate donut from Starbucks. All the striving and careful eating that took place (including carefully chosen meals at Chili's, Chipotle, and Freebird's!) were nearly undone by the dreaded sweets. Hard habits to break.
I went to the grocery store on Saturday. Stocked up on "the good stuff" and avoided buying the bad (save for the choc-milk and ice cream). So I don't have any of the bad stuff in the house now.
I think I'm going to be okay. This first week was tough, but the first 2-3 weeks is always tough. Once I hit my stride, and start seeing some real results, I think I'll be all right.
(Yes, "real" results. To some of you folks, 6 pounds is a huge deal, but when I'm staring down the barrel of a sub-250 goal weight, it's just one small step on a long and winding road. "Boy, you're gonna carry that weight...")
Happy eating, friends and neighbors.
The *new* New Zero.
Okay, I'm ready to recommit to this. I was wishy-washy for the past...seven months (?!) but now I'm on board.
So the new zero last Tuesday was: 477.4 pounds.
And we begin again. I'm back to "pointing food." I'm starting to be more active. I'll report all of this to you in this forum now, including some recaps and commentary on this season of "The Biggest Loser." I'll post on the premiere later today, or tomorrow morning.
But first, my first update.
So the new zero last Tuesday was: 477.4 pounds.
And we begin again. I'm back to "pointing food." I'm starting to be more active. I'll report all of this to you in this forum now, including some recaps and commentary on this season of "The Biggest Loser." I'll post on the premiere later today, or tomorrow morning.
But first, my first update.
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