Weight Loss Is in the House!

So what if I haven't written anything on this blog in almost a year? Life was stressful, and we all know that I eat when I'm stressed.

Despite the stress, Amy and I have rededicated ourselves to overcome the craziness of life and become healthier. You ask how? I'll tell you: portion control.

I never thought that I ate poorly. I just ate way too much. So since January, we have used the Lose It! app on our phones to log how many calories we consume each day. It just made more more aware how much junk I shoveled into my gullet every day. Now, I still enjoy great foods--even bacon, sausage, burgers, and other traditional tantalizing treats (including ice cream). I just eat less of them. You know, two scoops instead of four, and so on.

Oh, yes...we exercise a bit, too.

As of this writing, I am down 16.6 pounds, sitting at 278.4. I haven't been this low since the beginning of 2012.

If you want to know how high I was, do the math yourself.

P.S. If you have any good recipes that won't entice me to regress, please forward them on. I'll share some with you if you want, too. Maybe I'll just post some.

P.P.S. The goal is to be down to 270 by the beginning of June.

This Just In...

All the poundage I put on immediately before Thanksgiving seems to have fallen off. I was pretty discouraged when my scale told me I had packed on an additional 4 lbs. over the holiday. I though I was managing my intake fairly well. I only had one plate for dinner. No, I'm not going to discuss how it was stacked, but those of you who have seen my mad plate-stacking skills might get a good idea. Then I only had two slivers of pie for dessert. I even exercised that morning by playing football with a group of guys for a couple of hours. The pictures of the bruise on my shin are too disturbing to post. Let's just say that I couldn't kneel until last night (and it still hurts to do so) because it had swollen so much. The dimensions (today) run about 10 or 11 inches long and about 6 inches wide. See what happens when I try to exercise.

So, it's back to the oatmeal. I've thrown away or given away all my candy and cake and pie and stuff. I've turned down brownies, cinnamon rolls, and other temptations. I did, however, kill a six pack of liquid poison over the course of a week.

For those who are watching my numbers (and laughing), I'm back to 280. Good news: there are no more leftovers. Bad news: there are no more leftovers.