Small Victories

I ordered the "healthier" thin crust chicken pizza instead of the stuffed-crust-all-meat heart-attack-in-a-box. I also made it four days of exercise in a row. And even though another student gifted me a pound of bacon, I just put it in the freezer for another day.

I also drank "liquid poison," Leah. Hey, I had to celebrate the last day of school somehow. And for the record, since New Year's I have only had one other carbonated beverage.

Tic-Tac-Toe

Three in a row: days of exercising, that is. I haven't done that on purpose for a few months. Unh! How ya like me now?

I also only ate two of the twelve special dark marshmallow-topped brownies that a student gave me today. And I gave the rest away so they don't tempt me tomorrow.

Anybody have any tricks, secrets, black magic, or anything to help with cravings? Chewing gum and my fingernails is not going to last for long.

Support & Stuff

Day 2: I got up and exercised two days in a row! I also turned down a trip out to lunch with some colleagues. I think I'll make Monday morning my weigh-in time.

Thanks for all the support, and I'm not just talking about my waistband. Several of you contacted me about not being able to post on this blog. I think I've fixed the problem. Comment away. I appreciate your encouragement. Any tips are welcome. I think after school is out (Thursday), I'll be able to focus more on de-blubbering.

Here We Go!

Thanks for the support, yo. It helps to know that you've all got my back. So, here I am on Day 1 (Sunday didn't count.) ready to get busy.

Starting weigh-in: 292 lbs.

That's less than I was when I started trying for the Walker Reunion Biggest Loser thingy that didn't really go anywhere for me.

So today I ate a smaller lunch and only partook sparingly of the seven-layer bean dip that was sitting out in the faculty room today. Man, that hurt to walk past it. I stuck to my small lunch and tomatoes and peppers--rabbit food. I guess it's a good thing that i actually like rabbit food. I may have to eat a rabbit in the near future, but who knows? It might be worth it.

I also woke up early and did a short Wii Fit workout. Did you know it's been 14 days since I've checked in? Yeah, I did.

We'll see what tomorrow brings? It's going to be hard with all this Independent Study crap we've been grading. I'll shut up now and go to bed.

P.S. There are no chocolates hidden under my pillow or on my shelf or in my dresser.

P.P.S. I also passed on the Oreo ice cream in the freezer.

It's Been a Long Time Coming: The Back Story

So, I've been overweight for oh, about since I can remember, or at least since just after high school, which some days is the same thing. And I've been okay about it. Even when we all got called up in health class to have our BMI measured (in front of everybody). I mean, hey, fat people make the world a jolly place, right?

Anyway, I digress. I suppose that the first time I really told myself I needed to stop enjoying food so much was back a few years ago when I was working on my Masters. After stepping on the scales after 6 weeks of unhealthy eating and sleeping and work stress, I topped out at 299 pounds. Right then and there I swore to myself that I would never reach the 300 mark, although in some sports that would be a sweet club to belong to. Fortunately (or unfortunately for some), I've put my sumo ambitions to rest.

I worked it down to a manageable 280. But that seems to be about as low as I've been able to get it in recent years. Lately, the stress of working two jobs and going back to school (yes, again) have apparently overcome my self-control. Bummer for me. Honestly, I don't feel any bigger, but the straw that broke the buffalo's back (camels are too sissy) happened this past Friday when our school takes the students up to Lagoon for the annual end-of-year trip. After waiting 40 minutes in line to shake my guts, the worker can't get one of the darn harnesses to lock into place over my belly. Instead of trying to get me to suck it in, I was asked to get off. (Pause for audience to retrieve jaws from floor.) No, "I'm sorry, sir" just "We'll have to ask you to exit the ride."

That did it.

I am resolved to lose the pounds, fight the fight, shed the blubber from my carcass, for the good of myself, my family, and whoever else might happen to give a crap. And I plan to do it any way I can. This blog will serve as a reminder for me as well as an inspiration because I'm going to make myself post frequently about what I did to not be so fat each day.

I realize my limitations. Guacamole bacon cheeseburgers will never become extinct, not should they. I can't drop it all overnight, although that would be a cool trick. My busy schedule won't really allow for an established routine or a gym membership. And I absolutely refuse to give in to one of those stupid fad diets. To quote my favorite feline, Garfield, "the word 'diet' is simply 'die' with a 't' on the end of it."

So I'm asking for support, some sympathy, and even a kick in the trunk every once in a while from you, my friends. Grab the Twinkie out of my hand, ask me if I should really be asking for bigger dessert plates, or at least leave me some encouragement every once in a while. It'll be much easier knowing that others are watching.

I'll keep you updated on my progress. I might post weights; I might not. It all depends on how much time it takes to sweep up the remains of the scale after I stomp its guts out. I'll just post every so often about things that I do to not be so fat.

P.S. Today I only ate one BLT for dinner and didn't have anything to snack on after 7:00.
(Pudgy smiley face.)

P.P.S. Also note the section at the bottom of the blog labeled "Self-imposed Rules Blah Blah Blah."