Faith

Is it possible that my fate has been laid out for me and I'm destine to be a fat ass.   I sure hope not, I sure hope that I can reach my goal and then some.   I will have faith!

This past week or two I've regressed back towards my predestined ways.   To be truthful its been hard for me to muster up the motivation to continue forward.   Every time I had to the trough to get food I think that I shouldn't do it and then do it anyway.   Oh the life of Riley.  

I've been cursed to like so many types of foods.  Generally, I'll eat anything that doesn't eat me first.    It is very easy for me to eat, eat, eat.   I love food, it is what I am.   If I am what I eat I must be a garbage disposal.  

The good news is I've hunkered down at and around 240.    

Oink!

I'm back and I'm fat!

This has been a bad week, I ate like I wanted and gained almost 10 pounds.   This morning I was back to 242.   Oink, oink!

The first 5 or 6 weeks were easy and then I got lazy.    I can see why people quit after a while.   The lowest I've been on this adventure has been 236.  I was 2 pounds from my original goal.    Than old twinkee ass got back in gear and started to gain it back.  

Why does it go on quicker than it comes off?    Not fair!

Oink

Valentine Day has past

This morning I was 237 and I'm really happy at that because I pigged out this weekend.  

I've discovered something that I'm doing that isn't a good idea.   One of the reasons that pounds are coming off ever so slowly is that I'm starting to push the envelope and slowly expanding on what I choose to eat.   The last several days I've eaten ribs, steak, large hamburgers, etc.   And I might add that I really enjoyed doing it.   That stuff is just good eaten.   In moderation is what I'm told by people who mean well.   But that stuff is good.   Yesterday we celebrated my Mother and father-in-laws 81st birthday and we had some great food.   My daughter-in-law made these great coconut balls that were absolutely great.   I had a few of those.   My wife made  a volcano cake that was also really great.  I had it all.    It was great.   But, I must be good.

Oink, oink!     Think 234.9!

Closing in on my goal

This morning I felt great and thought I would weigh in a little less because I ate much healthier yesterday.   But.......... I only went down a little to 237.   So for the past week I've bounced around and have stayed within a 2 pound range.    The bottom line I still remind myself of some old John Lennon song lyrics, "I am the walrus" blah, blah, blah!

I also thought of the phrase on a poster I've seen hung around.  "patience my ass", literally my ass.   Its pretty big.    Mind you I'm not totally wrapped around the axel about doing this but I do want to as I've never tried it before and I am critical of people who do.   I always slam them because it seems to me it shouldn't be that hard to do want to be healthy and stay away from medical bills.   But I've learned it is harder than I thought; especially when you level off.    You just want to say, pass the beer and give me those wings.   I'd rather eat myself to an untimely death and be happy.    The trade off for that temporary happiness is tiredness, depression, lashing out, and just pain ole looking bad.   The life of Porky is real to me.    I'm a pretty good chunk of schnitzel.  


So, onward and downward!   My original goal is 234.9  

Oink!

Oh, Peaches

When my Grand Daughter Hope messes up she has been taught to say oh, peaches.   This week I messed up and feel like I wasted a week.   Oh, peaches!

Today I weighed in at 239, exactly what I started last week with.   I ate some great food this week but too much of it and felt as if I was slipping back into the life of Porky.  The only positive thing is that I feel bad and maybe thats a good thing.    It is so easy to go back to the way I was that I have to perceive it as a real threat.   It is imperative that I find options that keep me away from the kitchen and the pantry.  

Last night I ate a huge plate of spaghetti, had a great salad, a huge desert.  Plus during the day I ate junk, junk, junk!   That used to be my MO, but now days like that make me feel bad; like I've let myself down.  I have much more to lose before I can go out in to the public.  I've got to rid myself of the blubber and be presentable before I dare be seen.  Actually I'm doing well, but want to get down to a healthy weight.    I hate feeling like I through a week away!

oink  

Left overs

I'm at the end of my 6th week and I'm at 237.   I'm pretty excited about that because this is the first time I've attempted to get healthy.   I know, that is still well within hippo range.   When I look into the mirror I'm horrified at what I'm looking at.   Can you imagine what I looked like at 261.   I looked swelled up and like I was ready to pop.   If I did it would have been like a pinata.   Candy and goodies would have flown everywhere.

Last night I had left overs from super bowl Sunday.   Ribs, 7-layer salad, beans, vege's and a handful of gum drops.   Yesterday for lunch I had a can of  mushroom soup, I couple of jalepeno poppers, and a strawberry nutri grain.  

Anyway I hope if anyone is reading you have a great day!

Oink

closing in on my goal

My original goal for this new way of life was to lose 10% of my body weight.   That would be 26.1 pounds.   The target weight is 234.9.    Today and after Super Bowl weekend I weighed in at 238.   This mornings weigh in was scary, last evening I ate B-cue ribs, beans, sweet potatoes, a huge 7 layer salad, fresh vege's, jalepeno poppers and a variety of junk.   But I did have a great work out and I ate wisely up and until game time.

I'm still thinking that this has really not been that hard.   But I do miss the junk food and certainly the carbonated beverages.   My life is certainly a bit more boring but there are a few positive things that have occurred.   I can see my toes, tie my shoes, I can stay up past 7:30, I can sleep past 4:00, but most importantly I can now remember my whole name.   That is huge!

The trade offs are all worth it.   My cloths fit me now and soon I will have to buy another pair or two of britches and shirts.   Haven't measured my fat waist line but I'd imaging I've lost a hamburger or two.  

Now, if I can stay away from the kitchen on this rainy day in Ft Worth I can enjoy my fifth consecutive week showing a loss.    At what point am I no longer a lard ass, (obese)!  

Oink

Set back week

Today is Super Bowl Sunday and we are going to have B-cue ribs and who knows what else.    For the first week in 6 wks I've had cravings for food and I lost.  I was constantly going to the fridge and snacking late at night.   It was great!  It would be very easy for me to sink back into the life of my friend Porky.   He did have a great life, albeit short!  

Today may put me over any chance for an overall loss for the week.   Right now I'm even with 3 days to go.   But its Super Bowl pig out with my world famous country style ribs, or at least household famous ribs.   Not sure what the day holds but I'm certainly maneuvering around the trough.   Oink, Oink!

After my work out this morning and getting ready for church I thought about those days when I was actually in shape.   Today my body aches (over weight), I get tired easy (over weight), I forget a lot, (fat cells on the brain), other then the joy of food its not worth being classified as a lard ass.   The bottom line is  I will plunge forward with the help of my family and friends.

Go Rams...or should I say go pigs.   Oink  

Saturday, a good day!

This has not been a good week in terms of removing myself from the obese.   Way too casual about how I conducted myself and that has resulted in a move upward.    Actually I'm fortunate that the damage is not worse then it is.   Today I was 240, which is only up 1 from where the week started.  

Yesterday I ate a pot roast dinner for lunch, with great rolls, and all the trimmings.   Last night I ate a huge dinner and a big desert.    The dinner and desert were healthy foods but I ate a lot.    (Salmon, brown rice, and a huge bowl of cut up banana, blueberries and yogurt).    Today I have to be wise because Sundays are bad for me and tomorrow is the Super Bowl.   Fortunately for me I have no real interest in the game other than the commercials.   Go Rams

This week has been filled with a lot of little stressors for me and my family; oh wait a minute, it sounds like an excuse is on the horizon.  Shut the pie hole and back away from the table, put down the beverage and get your act together porky.  

Oink

slip sliding away

Unfortunately for me I have not been good this week and have enjoyed it.     For whatever the reasons I've allowed myself to jolt back to my old normal.   For two straight days I've eaten like the old lard ass that I'm used to being.   Can I catch myself or am i destined to live the life of the Pilsbury dough boy.     I promise to giggle when you poke me in the belly button.  

Last evening I did eat fish, I had a salmon filet or should I say enough to feed two people.   I did eat brown rice but I smothered it with soy sauce and had 3 servings, and I did eat enough vege's to allow things to move well this morning.    After I had a "huge" slice of chocolate cake with a glass and a half of milk.

I guess I could make excuses and ration away the week but I'm not.   and.....I don't want to be normal and have you all to say that tis happens to most.   I'd rather be one of the exceptions that "Gets er done".   I want to be successful because I owe it to myself to be around to enjoy my family for a few more years.   I love them dearly.

Now, how to I step up to the plate and away from the pig pen?   This week has been a horrible indicator of my discipline or lack of it.   I need to gather myself, all 241 pounds and slap it on the elliptical for a 300 mile walk.    I'm such an ass!

Oink

Good Morning

Although I maintained my weight for this weigh in I'm fortunate because I fell off the wagon yesterday and  scarfed down a ton.   I, slipped but didn't crash.  Yesterday was a busy day for me, went to a funeral, attended a performance by the Dallas Sympathy orchestra, yes thats right sympathy for me, lost a crown, and ate, ate, ate!  

So this morning I just finished my work out and foolishly skipped breakfast.    Visiting with Linda it dawned on me that I'm only 19 pounds from where I was in college.    She immediately responded by telling me that there is a difference of 220 pounds of "fat" vs. Muscle tone.   That made me feel good.   She always motivates me like that.

It seems as if reaching my goal may be a few weeks off as the pounds are shedding much slower.   Thats  ok, as long as I can show a weekly loss of at least 1 pound.  

Just think in two years I will be down to 135 pounds.  

Oink

A funny thing is happening

As I near the original goal of losing 10% of my body weight it causes reflection.   This morning over a cheese omelet it dawned on me how much my system has changed.   After eating 2 pieces of bacon and the 2 egg omelet I was more than full and struggled a bit to finish.    That is much, much different, then a little ove a month ago.   Breakfast is a favorite meal for me and it was not uncommon to eat huge every morning.    

The ultimate goal is to tweak my lifestyle a bit and feel better about myself.   One never knows what the Lord has in store for us but I love my family a lot, and want to be around to enjoy them for as long as I can. Also as a father I believe its a responsibility that we have to be an example for our children.   The good news for my boys, who are much stronger than I about these things, is that if Pops can do this, they certainly can.   I pray that they are paying attention.  

This morning when I got out of the shower,no doubt about it I'm still a porker.   I had a lot to lose, unfortunately for me to look good another 500 twinkees have to drop.   That was discouraging.    Understanding that things are moving slower now I bet I can still break the 230 barrier by the end of the year.    Maybe even 220.   According to met life I should be a max 197 for my height.     Who knows.  

Only the twinkee king knows for sure.  

Groundhog Day--You can dang sure see my shadow

This morning I got up and followed my normal routine.   After reading, messing around on the computer I did my morning workout.  After yesterdays weigh in on got after it pretty good.   Well I guess I lost a lot of water because I weighed in today at 239.   Yes, I know by noon it will be up a few pounds but it was good see a drop below 240.  

Five weeks into this and I've lost somewhere around 20 pounds.   All of my joints are thanking me and encouraging me to continue.  To tell you the truth I do have more energy and I am sleeping better.    I'm not sure my waist size has changed much but the cloths are a little lose.  

Last year on Feb 2nd I went outside and the sun was out.   I cast a shadow that was about half our front yard with my very big posterior.    This year I went outside and froze my but off.   The sun is not out at 4 in the morning.  

Yesterday I had a nice chicken dinner with vegetables and beans.    I had my standard bowl for fruit and yogurt for desert.    

Oink!

You have to be kidding me! I'm slipping

Hey, the morning started off poorly.   When I got on the scales I almost broke them.   I understand its not a good idea to weigh daily for a variety of reasons.   But like I said earlier I do it for motivation and to keep me headed south.

Also I understand daily fluctuations are normal and can be affected by a variety of things.   But I can't keep my mouth shut so I weighed in at 246.   I ate a ton of good stuff.    The operative word is a "ton".   Sunday's are difficult and I just have to get better or I will blow this thing.   My portion sizes were that of a person who is going deep in the jungle for a week without food.   Being an overeater is a blast but not very wise.   I did work out but apparently not enough.   According to what I ate I need to walk 150 miles to lose weight.   I only walked 3.   So the 4 pounds.

I hate having any beer belly.   Sometimes I feel like the Pilsbury doughboy.   Chances are the next time any of you see me I will still be a "Lard ass".   I'm definitely a longshot bet.      

Portions, portions, portions!  Dummy up!