It Comes in Threes

Three things: 1) Today I went 8 miles on the bike. 2) I also played basketball for an hour, and not just old, fat man b-ball either. I was moving up and down the court, only stopping here and there. I haven't played like that in ages. Not that I made too many shots, but I made my fair contribution. Unfortunately, I did also strain my calf. But I should be good as new soon. Don't think I'll play tomorrow, though.

3) Now, the thing I'm proudest of tonight, the obstacle that I overcame through sheer willpower--the battle where the willing spirit beat out the weakened natural flesh--was when I had about three dollars worth of change in my car and I drove right past all the drive-thru windows on Main Street. Take that fast food temptation! Man, I'm good.

I...

Rode the bike 7.5 miles. Walked all across campus. Didn't eat a large breakfast or lunch. Sweat to death in class until it was cancelled due to heat exhaustion. And brain exhaustion. And just plain old exhaustion. Proceeded to sweat in the apartment.

Success...Relatively Speaking

The last time I spent time in Logan working non-stop for a degree I gained about 15 pounds. And that was over four weeks. Yuck! I even walked everywhere, and I mean everywhere. See what stress does to me.

This past week (I measured Saturday morning after I got home) I only gained 1.5 pounds (285.9) since my the last time I checked. And I only exercised three times. Not too bad, I think. I only ate out once. Hopefully that's as bad as it gets. We'll see.

Anyone have any stress-relieving tips for someone who sits in class for a grand total of 6 hours ad 45 minutes each day and is expected to do about the same amount of daily homework?

Hey! Hey! Hey!

I'm feeling a bit like my boy, Fat Albert. Love that kid! I've been stressed, really stressed about my doctoral program, and so...I eat.

As a cohort, we went to an all-you-can-eat Brazilian grill tonight. Mmmm....

Now, before you wag your skinny little finger at me, hear that first thing this morning I went and rode the stationary bike for 25 minutes. I took an extra trip across the campus. And then, I ate until I was comfortable, but not over-stuffed. Believe it or not, I, the Pillsbury Dough Boy's body double, walked out of an all-you-can-eat without the need of a wheelbarrow or a cart. I've come a long way from the four (heaping) plate minimum at Chuck-o-rama rule.

Also, there are no available scales for me to use. I'll report back on Saturday when I go home for a couple days.

Change of Scene

I'm up in Logan now working on my doctoral work. And there's no scale that I've found so far...so there. I can't weigh in. But get this: I left my exercise clothes at home, but I went out and bought a new pair of shorts and a T-shirt so I can actually do something tomorrow. I'll keep you posted. And for all you haters who think I can't do it, I'm still going to prove you wrong.

Splat!

I think I've hit the proverbial wall. This one's made of glass, though...and my slobber marks from the blowfish impact are streaking down the glass. Makes running into a screen door look tame. I've been kinda taking it easier on the workouts and not watching my snacks as I've been grading late at night. Maybe the stress of starting school again today (for me) is adding a little extra poundage. Oh, well.

No excuses.

Weigh-in: 286.2 pounds. It's up, but I'm resolved to work off those extra couple cookies this week. I'll do a few more minutes of Wii Fit Super Hula Hoop to take it off.

On a positive note, my shorts are starting to slide off and I need a new belt notch. So, if I keep working this hard, you'll not want to walk behind me, if you know what I mean. You'll be blinded by the whiteness.

Bleary-eyed Ramble

Man, am I tired! Camping in the backyard can really kill someone's good sleeping habits. Flashlight in the face at 3:30 a.m. "'casue I gotsta pee" doesn't do much for me.

Despite the early wake-up and clean-up, I did still get in a few minutes of boxing, even if I had to settle a sister spat between rounds.

Anyway, today I did a couple things to not be so fat: 1) I chose a clementine over a half-pan of brownies. 2) I didn't eat all the fries that came in the combo...and they were fresh, too. Hopefully that sacrifice will be worth it.