Friday, July 24, 2009

A bad day that gets worse

Along with getting physically fit, this blog will also help to get me mentally fit. So from time to time I will vent emotion here, this is one of those times.

For those of you that do not know what I do for a living, I mow grass. All day everyday and with it comes lots and lots of time to let the mind think. Sounds alright, and for most days it is, but when a day starts bad it always seems to get worse because the mind continues down the bad path and I get deeper into darkness. Typically, its a day of self loathing for me. I start thinking about how in the hell I got to this point in my life. I'm single, fat, living at home, and driving a lawn tractor for a living. What the hell happened to me? There was a time when I was a pretty bright kid. I weighed 210, I was a good guy with virtually no vices, hell I didnt have my first drink until I was 19. Today was one of these bad days. The difference today was there was some extra crap added to my shit sandwich of a day.

My original motivation for starting this quest was a friend and a super great girl. Yeah I know what you're thinking, "he's doing all this for a girl?" Well not quite what you think. We have spent some time hanging out talking, including a long ride to OC, MD and we talked a lot about different stuff. Now I've had a mini crush on her for a long time but knew that I wasn't in her league, and this story, me crushing on anyone, has never ended well for me so I always kept it to myself. While chatting she revealed what she's looking for in a guy, I was not in that group of men to say the least. That is what got me thinking about me and where I'm at in life. It kinda pissed me off that I was getting lopped off of the "maybe" piles for girls based on my choice for making a living, and then getting lopped off because of appearance made it worse. I know I'm fat and have been that way for awhile, but I still see a good looking cat in the mirror. I thought a sense of humor and great personality are supposed to be the things that girls find most attractive....that's BULL! That only applies when they choose between the ones they find attractive. It's true for guys as well, we just dont lie about it. This being on the "no way" pile is truely the reason for my determination to change a lot about me. Of course I held out hope that maybe if I could make a few changes that I could climb onto her "maybe" pile someday.

Since I was having a crappy day I talked to her knowing that just talking with her makes me smile. Of course it works, she doesn't even say anything funny but I smile anyway and I start to feel better. We talk about her trip and things quickly turn back to crappy as she tells me that she met "her match" while hiking in Denali. Contiunes to tell me she is thinking about moving there, there being Alaska. So not only would it matter that I didnt get onto the maybe pile but now there would be a chance of a great friend and person in my life moving 10 billion miles away. So the day just got worse.

In the past I would let news like this crush me into a hole. Slip in a depressed state and amp the self loathing. It's not gonna happen this time! I went to the gym after our talk and Killed it because I was so pissed at myself. Pissed that I am even at this place right now. I am gonna use this to amp up the motivation to get this goal done. While I'm really bummed right now, I know I will change this feeling eventually. Hell she's not even the biggest squashed crush in my life. I am even more determined than ever to never miss an opportunity to be around a great girl like her because of my size EVER again!

Monday, July 20, 2009

Week 2: Update

It's Monday so it's weigh in day again. Got to the gym this evening, stepped onto the scale and was pleasently surprised by the number of 312. That makes a two week total of 10 pounds, and that makes 10 of the 100 we're aiming for.

I'm not surprised that I could pull off a 4 pound week. What surprised me was that I took the weekend off to go to the shore and lost two pounds even though I had a few adult beverages and didn't care too much about what I ate. Thursday night was my last workout before leaving for Ocean City and I stepped on the scale after that workout and it read 314.

This is a pretty good sign. It likely means that the six small portioned meals a day diet has already begun to kick my metabolism into gear. I was expecting it to take a little longer. If my metabolism is starting to amp up, I can feel a little more confident about taking the occasional day off. It's always good to incorporate a "cheat day" so that you don't feel as guilty if you are craving something. Chicken Wings, a cheesesteak, whatever you miss, take the occasional day to satisfy those urges. I've seen so many people give up on diets because they have a bad day and they get the mindset "well I screwed up my diet today I might as well blow the weekend off." Next thing ya know they're back to having McDonald's for lunch every other day. What happened to me the time I dropped a lot of weight before was I started to crave those things a lot less often.

THE GOOD, THE BAD, AND THE UGLY: I spent the week tracking my intake of calories, fat, saturated fat, cholesterol, sodium, carbs, and protein every meal, and compared my daily totals to the Daily Recommended Value based on a 2000 calories diet. The good result is that I am either well below or even with the DRV for calories, total fat, sat fat, cholesterol, and proteins. The bad result is that 3 of the last 7 days my carb count was above the DRV, not terribly off but still have to try better. The ugly result was that my sodium intake was way over the DRV some days nearly double. I've looked into why this is and the biggest culpret is my lunch which is typically a lunchmeat sandwich. I will have to look to see if I can find lower sodium bread and meats.

Going to the shore was a good time as usual. I was a little apprehensive about going as there is nothing healthy about me going there. Kirby's Pub in OCMD makes the best burgers and has a wing sauce that is mmmmmm...Then there are the beverages and girls at Seacrets and Fager's Island. Maybe the chickies can notice a new Duff brewing (haha not a beer joke) as he talked to a few young cuties at Seacrets. It is good to have my baby face, even the really young girls only think that I'm 28. :)

Making a goal of 5 more pounds for next week. Since there are no plans to go to the shore until the last weekend of July I have another 12 days to really work the number down. A pound a day until the gets me to 300. We'll see how things go.