26.12.07

Save Some For the Sequel

The gym fell off. The after-drinking meals at 3am found their way back. All the bad habits. All the laziness. All the doing nothing to balance out the excess. I'm clocking in somewhere around 260 these days, which just really sucks. And so here we are again, thinking that yet another all-or-nothing push will serve as the ultimate solution.

But hey -- if I don't do this one every six months I'd probably be 15 times bigger than I'd ever want to be, so look at it like an oil change, rotating the tires, or some crap like that.
Here's how it works:
Six/Eight months of the year -- get fat.
Two/Three Months afterwards -- freak out and try to get thin.
..Lather, Rinse, Repeat.
If I sound cynical, it's because it's getting harder and harder to not know that my current poundage is my own fault. And it's equally hard not to worry that like 4 weeks down the line I'll probably chuck it all away again and bulk back up for no good reason.
Things I HAVE to find a way to stop:
  • The one meal a day thing.
  • The midnight snacking thing.
  • The meal after night of drinking thing.
  • The not working out thing.
Scroll the archives back a few months and you'll probably find some variation of the exact same rant from me a year ago -- which is something else I have to find a way to fix.
But hey -- back at it, right?
..Right.

3.7.07

Holiday Surprise

I lost ten pounds, I gained it back, I got back in the gym and hustled, then I basically missed about a week and a half where I ate a bunch of crap and dealt with a ton of stress. I knew I had to get back on the horse, but I was honestly dreading the weigh-in.
I stepped on the scale, waited for the needle to settle, and checked it out:
243
It's not really progress of any kind, because I should really be a lot farther along at this point. But I was honestly surprised at the number.
I've managed to somehow lose 7 pounds in the last two weeks.

17.5.07

Woot

Missed a week at the gym partially because I was sick as a dog early last week but also because of family obligations that couldn't be postponed (it happens). Got back in there this week - worked it hard, stepped on the scale expecting the worst -- Only to find that I've lost almost 10 pounds since my last weigh-in.
Go me.

2.5.07

Dust on the Treadmill

Much like many of my previous workout plans, I kinda got away from being a part of this blog more than I should have. At the same time, double posting seems kinda lame -- so here's the latest update, if you need it.

ps - Kudos to the Monster on the happy returns in his at-work challenge. Keep up the good work, bro!

26.4.07

When Trash Talk Is True

So I went for a refresher weigh-in for the work contest today (it should be noted that I started the contest at 295.5 lbs). On the way there, Ryan & I were saying that no matter what, we'd be talking trash when we got back to the office. "Let's make it feasible," I say, "to get in everybody's head. We'll say you lost twelve and I lost seven."

This was all well and good until the scale topped out for me at 287.5 lbs.

I lost eight.

Woot.

25.4.07

Putting the Money Where the Fat Is

So Monday morning I get an email at work - we're organizing an office Biggest Loser contest. The entry fee is fifty bones - six weeks, two weigh-ins. Simple, dirty, easy, expensive.

I'm in.

So far, so not so bad. Fitday is back on my side, we'll see how it goes.

In addition to wanting to win some caaaash, I want to be smaller. Faster. Stronger.

Still.

We'll see what there is to see, but at the beginning of June I should be several pounds lighter, several blog posts heavier, and maybe $400 or so richer.