Fat

About 3 months ago and really for the past 3 years, I've been FAT. I hated it but honestly was just too lazy to do anything about it. So I figured I might as well embrace it. And I did. Often I'd have 5,000 calorie days not thinking anything of it nor doing any type of exercise except get up to eat. Granted I do chase my kids around but I don't count that. I weighed 212 pounds! But with all that I had constant headaches and was ALWAYS tired. Any chance I had I wanted to nap. I felt like an old man and realized soon I wouldn't be able to keep up with my kids.

So one day I decided I would take advantage of the $500 a year my company reimburses and buy a gym pass. One visit and that's all it took. I started going to the gym about 5 days a week. I prefer the elliptical machine for 40 minutes on the random hill setting. I burn about 450 calories that way and my heart gets a good work out. I also lift weights after my cardio trying to work out all the muscles I can but not really singling out any one specific muscle. For now, it's all about just building a routine. I've also started running outside about 2 times a week. I run about 4 miles each time. I'm such a slow runner it's terrible. I also have the perfect push up and the Iron Gym at home so I can do push ups and pull ups. Often I do them while on conference calls. That's actually true btw.

With going to the gym I also decided I needed to get my eating under control. So in the beginning, I was literally eating about 1000 calories a day and hating it. But I figured I had the body fat so I wouldn't starve. The weight started to fall off and I really only have had two plateau's this whole time. I now feel like my eating is under control so I balance it out and probably average between 1700 calories a day. Sometimes more, sometimes less. But I don't feel like I'm missing anything. I'm not a stooge so if I want something I'll eat it. Case in point I pounded Olive Garden the other day for my birthday and came out having eaten 1200 calories in one hour.

But the one thing I just have hated doing and quite honestly have avoided are sit ups. I loathe them. They make me feel like I"m gonna hurl every time I do them. So for these 3 months, I haven't done them. Any of them. Not once. Until this week. I'm in that 2nd minor plateau where I can't seem to drop any more so I felt like I needed to do something different. So I begrudgingly started my sit ups. Just 100 for the first day. Then 200, then 300, now today I'm up to 400. I hate them still But I've noticed that I've started to drop slowly again. Not much but there is a tad bit of movement. Enough to encourage me at least. And maybe I'll get those Taylor Lautner abs. Right now, I have one of his 8 abs.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not obsessed, just enjoying the fact that EVERY singly item of clothing I own no longer fits...at all. If I don't wear a belt, my shorts literally fall off.

So as it stands right now, I'm at 191 pounds. That's a loss of 21 pounds. I want to get down to 175 and then do my best to keep it between there and 180. I don't care how long it takes, I'm enjoying the journey right now trying not to burn myself out so I don't end back up on the couch pounding cookies again.

But this week we are going to the River with some friends and I see the junk food piling up in the corner of the kitchen...could be an interesting week.

BOB