Mulligan

BBQ pork and chicken are not a good way to start off kicking my gut's butt. I went to a luncheon today, and was greeted by these scrumptious temptations. Tomorrow, even though I have to sit through class, I'm going to be more active. I'm not exactly sure how yet. The details are kinda fuzzy, but I'll get it.

On the positive side, I did walk more. (It's easier to do as the student teacher takes over more.) Sam precluded my exercise routine, but I was able to sneak in some crunches before work. Now, if I could only get that smoky aftertaste to go away.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!

Okay. I'm mad about my weight loss or lack thereof. In fact, I would like to kick my eating habits in the teeth. I weighed in this morning at 285.7. What the crap is that? I haven't been that heavy in ages...or at least months. I am resolute in getting down to 270 by the end of the year and keeping it off. Earlier would be better.

So, stay tuned for more updates as I devise a plan. While I am pondering, I'll accept any feedback or suggestions.

A for Effort

Hey! I believe I need a reward. Exactly what kind of reward is my conundrum. When I looked and saw that I have exercised 6 days in a row (not counting weekends) this morning, I thought, "Man, I need to celebrate!" I have--disgustingly--not done that since June. And what's worse, is that so far in January, I have matched my total number of exercise days for December and November combined. Those months I'll just consider epically failed, and I'll start over. It's a new semester, right?

The better news is that since last Monday, I've already lost. Today's weigh-in was 281.8 lbs!

So...my idea to celebrate with donuts was probably not the smartest. I probably shouldn't bring chips to my party either. Does anybody out there have a suggestion for a reward? All I can think about right now seems to involve brownies or bacon or ice cream.

P.S. It was a good thing someone ate all the seven-layer dip before I got to lunch.

I'm Baaaaaaaack!!

So, for all those suckers who thought I was done, sorry to disappoint. You also should have taken me up on my bet back before Thanksgiving. Heh-heh.

Supposedly, January was National Weigh-in Day. And guess what? I weighed-in. Before I found out it was a "national" thingy. Otherwise I would have waited until the next day. That's just the way I am. Some of you know that already, though.

On Monday, I reappeared on the scale at 285.5 lbs. Not too bad considering all the crap I threw down the pie hole: fast food, liquid poison (as Leah calls it), chocolate, dark chocolate, white chocolate, more chocolate, hot chocolate, even more chocolate, homemade chocolate, and then a little more chocolate.

But now, I am repentant. I have exercised three days in a row (as opposed to the entire two in the month of December). I am off the juice (carbonation). And I don't eat after 8 p.m. And boy, am I hungry. That's okay. It's better to do it cold turkey (Mmmm...turkey!) than to try and wean myself. And I've already lost half a pound! The goal this year is to drop another 10 or 15 and keep it off. More good news: despite my gain, I'm still riding a minus ten from when I started exercising on a somewhat regular basis last February.

So, there. Any naysayers out there? Speak up and/or I'll sit on you.

Encouragement? It's always welcome. Happy New Year! Let's make it a little happier.