When is this journey going to get easier? It won't.
When will I ever get to where I want to be, weight wise? I probably won't.
When will I quit getting woozy every time I lift weights? That's a good question.
When will I quit comparing myself to the "cool kids" who can lift far more weight than I do? That's another good question.
When will I be satisfied with my progress? In a very real sense, I don't want to be.
When will I be proud of myself for what I've accomplished so far? I am now.
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Milestone
Yessssssssssssssssssssssss! I worked out yesterday morning and then went and weighed at the doctor's office. I'm now down 55 pounds!
Officially, my weight is 300.2 pounds. Yeah, I know it's stupid, but I tried holding my breath to see if I could magically drop that fifth of a pound. I thought about standing on my tiptoes. Finally, I came up with a better solution.
I told everybody to clear the room ... I'm gettin' naked!!! Surely, socks, drawers, shorts and a T-shirt weigh more than a fifth of a pound, right?!? For some strange reason, nobody moved. I think they might have been expecting a show. I blinked first, and left.
But with a great big ol' smile on my face.
Officially, my weight is 300.2 pounds. Yeah, I know it's stupid, but I tried holding my breath to see if I could magically drop that fifth of a pound. I thought about standing on my tiptoes. Finally, I came up with a better solution.
I told everybody to clear the room ... I'm gettin' naked!!! Surely, socks, drawers, shorts and a T-shirt weigh more than a fifth of a pound, right?!? For some strange reason, nobody moved. I think they might have been expecting a show. I blinked first, and left.
But with a great big ol' smile on my face.
Monday, March 21, 2011
The Little Things
When you're trying your best to lose weight, it's the smallest of compliments that mean the world to you.
I've been lifting weights since well before Christmas. My best effort is on the leg press, where I sit on the machine and then lift as much as I can with my legs. I'm now doing the stack -- all 410 pounds of it -- for a total of 45 reps. A few weeks ago, I finished and when I stood up there was a gentleman standing there with a strange sort of look on his face.
He said, "I have NEVER seen anybody do that much on that machine. I always thought it was kind of dumb to have that much weight on that machine until I saw you."
Yes, sir! I kind of laughed and told him that I lift almost that much with my legs just getting out of bed in the morning.
Then, last week, an older man stopped me to ask how often I weighed. I said I tried not to, to avoid getting disappointed. He remarked, "If I worked as hard as you do for as long as you do, I'd weigh every day!"
I couldn't believe it. I'll never be a famous body builder, and I don't want to be. All I want is to see progress on my shrinking gut. I'm trying.
I've been lifting weights since well before Christmas. My best effort is on the leg press, where I sit on the machine and then lift as much as I can with my legs. I'm now doing the stack -- all 410 pounds of it -- for a total of 45 reps. A few weeks ago, I finished and when I stood up there was a gentleman standing there with a strange sort of look on his face.
He said, "I have NEVER seen anybody do that much on that machine. I always thought it was kind of dumb to have that much weight on that machine until I saw you."
Yes, sir! I kind of laughed and told him that I lift almost that much with my legs just getting out of bed in the morning.
Then, last week, an older man stopped me to ask how often I weighed. I said I tried not to, to avoid getting disappointed. He remarked, "If I worked as hard as you do for as long as you do, I'd weigh every day!"
I couldn't believe it. I'll never be a famous body builder, and I don't want to be. All I want is to see progress on my shrinking gut. I'm trying.
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