I've written of the wall before. It's real, it exists. The wall could also be referred to as the peak. I don't know if I've peaked in terms of weight loss, or not. There have been slips and that could have contributed to non-weight loss. The more aggressively you pursue a weight loss program the better chance you are of succeeding.
Yesterday I had to visit the doctor's office to have something checked out and of course they take your vital signs, blood pressure, pulse, body temperature, and weight. I'm 230 pounds which was my goal for April 1st. So, I reached my goal, thus far and I don't have to weigh in on April one. This means I've lost 24 pounds since Dec. 1st last year, it also means I'm still a long way from my goal of a body weight of 180 pounds by January 1st, 2014.
I started out at 254 pounds. During this time I've eaten red meat maybe 8 times. I have not had a scoop of ice cream since mid November, and I ran into my buddy Justin who owns the local ice cream parlor the other day and he said, " What's up dog, I don't see you at the sweet shop no more?" I've upped my exercise quite a bit since I've started on the "program". I walk after dinner almost every night with Geri, which is a great way for me to digest my food and burn off some calories. I'm much better on portion control with certain exceptions i.e., pasta, & pizza. I can walk away from foods I know are not good for me, although the pasta and pizza are often on my mind. The point I'm laboring to make is, I'm not loosing weight. I think I've peaked, and hit the wall.
My slips have been in the category of alcohol mostly. I had 6 beers Saturday for St. Patty's Day, even though I am not Irish. My wife is Irish. I celebrate for her. I just wanted to get high, and I did. It's my curse. These slips have not helped me, but alas I am a weak man, a sinner.
I could go on, as I have been known to do, but the bottom line is I need to work harder. If I had reached my stated goal of 180 pounds, and I was on the exercise and dietary regime that I'm currently embracing then I would be fine. I think I could maintain a body weight of 180 pounds just fine with my current dietary intake and exercise., with probably a five pound fluctuation one way or another. But, to loose the weight that I've set as my goal, almost 30% of my body mass, I need to crank up the exercise program. What I have done so far has been a good start, but I know now it's not enough. I need to be more aggressive. I need to put a cap on the excesses of fun also.
Walking is my favorite exercise, but I was once a runner, and I think I'm going to try and put in a couple of miles running each day. I'm worried about the right foot, or my big fat right toe I should say. I want to get this weight off, have the surgery on my foot, and then get back to myself again, the real me. So, that's the plan. If the feet fail me then I need to find another plan, cycling maybe or back to the swimming pool. If I do the surgery now I'll never make it. I'll be in one of those hideous boots for 2 months.
In addition to the exercise I need to curb the fun. That's what it's all about, to much fucking fun.
I'm a food/fun junkie.
Tomorrow is the first day of spring, and that will be fun. Time to grow food.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
What I ate today;
Breakfast: cereal and soy with banana, handful of granola, coffee, orange juice
Lunch: Big salad, Romaine, kale, grilled eggplant, red bell peppers, cucumber, one chicken sausage, feta cheese, kalamata olives, s & p, fresh lemon and evoo, excellent.
Snack: Raisins/nuts
Dinner: Peanut butter sandwich, chocolate Toberlone, banana
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