CRAP! 282 again. CRAP! No loss. Those damn potatoe pancakes at Octoberfest couldn't have been that fattening. I am not worrying to much about this plateau, but it is getting old. Hopefully, I'm suddenly adding extra muscle mass and that explains the lack of weight loss.
Anyways no point concentrating on the bad! Thanks to some overzealous shutterbug this weekend I had a few picks taken of me. And thanks to those cool LCD screen I saw myself for the first time through someone else's eyes. Seeing yourself in the mirror everyday skews your perspective, but the camera separates you from that perspective. I gotta admit I was kinda Wow'ed. I mean really Wow'ed, I could see a big time difference in those pics. Very cool!
Monday, October 5, 2009
Monday, September 28, 2009
Week 12: Three months in!!
First things first: Scale read 282 today. Which is only a one pound loss for the week, :( Quite the bummer cuz I really busted it at the gym all week and my "cheat day" could hardly have been called cheating. Plus I destroyed myself on the bike at Blue Marsh! BAH! Sometimes weight loss can be so confusing. This ends the crappy month of September which I lost only 7 lbs. I certainly hope I haven't hit that slowdown already. I figured once I got to 250 or so that it would become increasingly difficult to lose pounds, but 280's is way to early for that. Lets hope that trend gets turned around in October.
So here we are, three months into this project and so far a lot of good has happened. I'm down to 282 which is 40 lbs less that ridiculous starting weight of 322. I'm averaging 13 lbs per month which will get me to my goal of 220 on time! I'm wearing pants that I can buy without having to goto a fat guy store. I've managed to drink only one night in the last 8 weeks. Most importantly, I feel so much better already. I can start to see a better me in the mirror, but I still must caution myself to remember that I'm no where near where I need to be. We still got a big spare tire to get rid of that's for sure! Lots of personal issues have been dealt with and hopefully overcome.
Let's hope the next three months go as good if not better!
So here we are, three months into this project and so far a lot of good has happened. I'm down to 282 which is 40 lbs less that ridiculous starting weight of 322. I'm averaging 13 lbs per month which will get me to my goal of 220 on time! I'm wearing pants that I can buy without having to goto a fat guy store. I've managed to drink only one night in the last 8 weeks. Most importantly, I feel so much better already. I can start to see a better me in the mirror, but I still must caution myself to remember that I'm no where near where I need to be. We still got a big spare tire to get rid of that's for sure! Lots of personal issues have been dealt with and hopefully overcome.
Let's hope the next three months go as good if not better!
Monday, September 21, 2009
Week 11:
The Low Down:
Scale time, weighed 283 this evening. A very good rebound from the previous two weeks. It was a 5 pound loss for the week and the running total is at 39. It was kinda a little bummer cuz I was down as low as 281 during the week I was hoping to crack the 270's or at least get to the 40 pound mark. I really need to stop checking the scale every night.
Tons of Good Things:
Had a few good moments this week. Some great reinforcers that what I've done up to this point has been working. Seeing the number fall is great and all, but it is just a number. What really brings it into reality are things that are physical. Things that you can see and touch. It began with me a putting a new hole to my work belt, 3 inches away from the last notch.
Then later in the week the big one came up. I've needed to get a new pair of pants for a few weeks now, been tolerating the extra bagginess because I loathe the idea of buying clothes that I only intend on wearing for a few months. Yeah, so I'm cheap. Anyway I went to the Big and Fat store to buy me a pair of jeans, I figure I could get the most mileage out of jeans. Stood there at the jeans pile and wondered where to even start with sizes. The pants I was wearing at the time were 48 or 50's (yeah 50's scary huh) and they were super loose. I grabbed a pair of 46's jumped in the changing room and came out with the biggest smile EVER! Why? Because those 46's were WAY loose! I walked back to the jean pile and grabbed some 42's. They fit!!! A little snugger than I typically like but I didnt have to suck it in to button them up. They will do for the next couple of months. I wish I could explain how happy I was, words just cant do it. I've been in a foul mood for awhile, mostly because I was letting my insecurity issues overwhelm me. But I smiled for the rest of the day and didn't think of that problem at all. As I settled up at the register I told the guy how awesome it was to be buying my last pair of fat pants. Explained to him that I was on mission to lose a ton of weight and that this was the last time I was gonna have to ever buy pants that had a 4 to start their size. He wished me luck and said I hope we never see you again. Very cool of him.
Also had a few people compliment me on the change in appearance. I am thankful for those compliments, but sometimes I caution myself to take those with a grain of salt. When people you really know know that you are on a mission to change, they will compliment for the sake of being helpful. Those compliments still help. But these compliments came from folks I don't talk to regularly so they carry a little extra weight (no pun intended) when they came my way.
Take care til next week!
Scale time, weighed 283 this evening. A very good rebound from the previous two weeks. It was a 5 pound loss for the week and the running total is at 39. It was kinda a little bummer cuz I was down as low as 281 during the week I was hoping to crack the 270's or at least get to the 40 pound mark. I really need to stop checking the scale every night.
Tons of Good Things:
Had a few good moments this week. Some great reinforcers that what I've done up to this point has been working. Seeing the number fall is great and all, but it is just a number. What really brings it into reality are things that are physical. Things that you can see and touch. It began with me a putting a new hole to my work belt, 3 inches away from the last notch.
Then later in the week the big one came up. I've needed to get a new pair of pants for a few weeks now, been tolerating the extra bagginess because I loathe the idea of buying clothes that I only intend on wearing for a few months. Yeah, so I'm cheap. Anyway I went to the Big and Fat store to buy me a pair of jeans, I figure I could get the most mileage out of jeans. Stood there at the jeans pile and wondered where to even start with sizes. The pants I was wearing at the time were 48 or 50's (yeah 50's scary huh) and they were super loose. I grabbed a pair of 46's jumped in the changing room and came out with the biggest smile EVER! Why? Because those 46's were WAY loose! I walked back to the jean pile and grabbed some 42's. They fit!!! A little snugger than I typically like but I didnt have to suck it in to button them up. They will do for the next couple of months. I wish I could explain how happy I was, words just cant do it. I've been in a foul mood for awhile, mostly because I was letting my insecurity issues overwhelm me. But I smiled for the rest of the day and didn't think of that problem at all. As I settled up at the register I told the guy how awesome it was to be buying my last pair of fat pants. Explained to him that I was on mission to lose a ton of weight and that this was the last time I was gonna have to ever buy pants that had a 4 to start their size. He wished me luck and said I hope we never see you again. Very cool of him.
Also had a few people compliment me on the change in appearance. I am thankful for those compliments, but sometimes I caution myself to take those with a grain of salt. When people you really know know that you are on a mission to change, they will compliment for the sake of being helpful. Those compliments still help. But these compliments came from folks I don't talk to regularly so they carry a little extra weight (no pun intended) when they came my way.
Take care til next week!
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