So work is driving me up a wall, the Caps are giving me bi-nightly heart attacks, life in general could be going better, but all is not lost! My weight is going back down. I'm now within 3 lbs of my ending weight after getting up to as much as 9.
Tonight is Game 7 of the Eastern Conf Semis against the Pens. I'll be leaving work at about 4:30 to go down with Megan. Tim is stuck in Ohio for business. Going to hit up the bar for something but I may not drink. Too nervous. We'll see.
BTW last night I didn't eat a real dinner. Just had a coffee milkshake and fries from Wendy's and then an iced coffee. Spinning this morning had me just about puking my guts out. Had to stop a couple times to focus on the task at hand and trying not to require a clean-up on isle four.
Anyways... I'm going to write something about my addiction to the Caps to get it out of the way tomorrow. Hopefully there will be good news to include and a preview of who we might be playing next... but I wont get too ahead of myself.
keep your fingers crossed! /crosses fingers
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Still here
but no time to write... must get much work done before splitting to watch the Caps win game 7. Weight is still at 234... but I'm getting a ton of exercise to combat all the bar associated stuff I've been consuming.
More later.
More later.
Monday, April 13, 2009
A Delayed Post from a Delayed Winner...
Sorry I'm such a tardy poster but I've been scrambling for the last week or so. I won the Biggest Loser pretty handily. I ended up losing 43 pounds of total weight and saw a 27% decrease in my body fat. I'm pretty happy to say the least but I've still got unfinished business.
Right now I'm writing from Megan's parent's computer in South Carolina. The last week has been, while not the most unhealthy I've ever been, not exactly my ideal New Mac. But I guess that's to be expected. I'm having a little fun with no restrictions.
Jason and Megan both tried to pry out of me what I wanted for my first guilty meal but I didn't have anything in mind. There was no craving. I just wanted a smoothie and a salad and I would have been happy. J wasn't having any of that so we went to Chipotle. Megan certainly wasn't having any of that so we went to Taco Bell. I didn't go crazy at either place as my body and mind knew I couldn't take too much junk but I was kinda sketched out as to why I didn't want anything. Lifestyle change is good and all but I figured I'd still want a burger or something.
My moment came at work on Tuesday or Wednesday when the cafe had some hot lunch options for a Spring Break Camp we were hosting. I ignored the adult fare that was prepared for us working stiffs and immediately locked on to the steaming pan of oven baked mac-n-cheese.
This was an orgasm on a plate. Fucking simply fantastic.
My co-workers that were walking with me in line said my face was priceless. My face froze in this huge wide-eyed smile. Kinda sounded like the people in the "Blackhole Sun" video by Soundgarden back in the day. Anyways.... My stomach is still my stomach and it was quite happy being filled with heavenly cheese.
Since I've been down visiting Megan's parents we've been eating like it was going out of style but mostly its been snacking. The Kelly's are infamous for it. So I've been enjoying myself but all the while knowing that when I get back to DC, on Wednesday morning I'll be back at spinning class to make up for all these Easter goodies.
It doesn't help either that the Caps start their playoff push on Wednesday night and Tim and I will be in our seats at the Phone Booth. I promised my bartenders at Bar Louie that I would make up for lost time so there’s another bunch of calories I'm going to have to make up.
Bottom line is this. I'm going to allow myself to eat "good" stuff but it has to be countered with a hard day at the gym. I still have a personal goal now that the Biggest Loser is over so I can't go back to my old self or even just get into a maintain mind set. I want to be down to 220 or so by my beach trip in August. This will allow for a slower loss schedule than the 3lbs/week I was shooting for the last three months but will still require effort on my part. I'm actually kinda excited to see if I can do it now that there's no money on the line.
Oh yeah I don’t think I ever mentioned... I pulled down $1280 in this whole thing. :)
Megan, her sister Ashley, and I are about to go out to the outlet mall near her house and I'm looking for a new backpack so my flight home tomorrow morning wont be quite so cumbersome.
The blog will continue with entries once or twice a week. I think that is pretty obtainable. Thanks for all the support and well wishes through this whole thing. I found out that far more people are reading this thing than the "fans" I have listed so I guess I owe you guys some of my prize money.... who am I kidding... those greenbacks are all mine!
Once I get back into town and actually have stats in front of me I'll recap this whole thing. And setup the next round of fun.
Talk at cha later!
Right now I'm writing from Megan's parent's computer in South Carolina. The last week has been, while not the most unhealthy I've ever been, not exactly my ideal New Mac. But I guess that's to be expected. I'm having a little fun with no restrictions.
Jason and Megan both tried to pry out of me what I wanted for my first guilty meal but I didn't have anything in mind. There was no craving. I just wanted a smoothie and a salad and I would have been happy. J wasn't having any of that so we went to Chipotle. Megan certainly wasn't having any of that so we went to Taco Bell. I didn't go crazy at either place as my body and mind knew I couldn't take too much junk but I was kinda sketched out as to why I didn't want anything. Lifestyle change is good and all but I figured I'd still want a burger or something.
My moment came at work on Tuesday or Wednesday when the cafe had some hot lunch options for a Spring Break Camp we were hosting. I ignored the adult fare that was prepared for us working stiffs and immediately locked on to the steaming pan of oven baked mac-n-cheese.
This was an orgasm on a plate. Fucking simply fantastic.
My co-workers that were walking with me in line said my face was priceless. My face froze in this huge wide-eyed smile. Kinda sounded like the people in the "Blackhole Sun" video by Soundgarden back in the day. Anyways.... My stomach is still my stomach and it was quite happy being filled with heavenly cheese.
Since I've been down visiting Megan's parents we've been eating like it was going out of style but mostly its been snacking. The Kelly's are infamous for it. So I've been enjoying myself but all the while knowing that when I get back to DC, on Wednesday morning I'll be back at spinning class to make up for all these Easter goodies.
It doesn't help either that the Caps start their playoff push on Wednesday night and Tim and I will be in our seats at the Phone Booth. I promised my bartenders at Bar Louie that I would make up for lost time so there’s another bunch of calories I'm going to have to make up.
Bottom line is this. I'm going to allow myself to eat "good" stuff but it has to be countered with a hard day at the gym. I still have a personal goal now that the Biggest Loser is over so I can't go back to my old self or even just get into a maintain mind set. I want to be down to 220 or so by my beach trip in August. This will allow for a slower loss schedule than the 3lbs/week I was shooting for the last three months but will still require effort on my part. I'm actually kinda excited to see if I can do it now that there's no money on the line.
Oh yeah I don’t think I ever mentioned... I pulled down $1280 in this whole thing. :)
Megan, her sister Ashley, and I are about to go out to the outlet mall near her house and I'm looking for a new backpack so my flight home tomorrow morning wont be quite so cumbersome.
The blog will continue with entries once or twice a week. I think that is pretty obtainable. Thanks for all the support and well wishes through this whole thing. I found out that far more people are reading this thing than the "fans" I have listed so I guess I owe you guys some of my prize money.... who am I kidding... those greenbacks are all mine!
Once I get back into town and actually have stats in front of me I'll recap this whole thing. And setup the next round of fun.
Talk at cha later!
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Music is my road... into a pair of 36 jeans... maybe.
I'm totally in a massive funk right now. Not for any particular reason. I’m sure some of it has to do with not eating much, some with only losing .5 lbs last week, our CEO coming straight out and telling us no raises this year (in April when raises are in JULY!!!), feeling under qualified to leave this pop stand, wanting to be home working on the yard, having my current client continually miss payment deadlines, etc.
I basically just want to shoot anyone that walks near me right now. (please don't use this in a police report later... I'm not seriously going to kill anyone.... might maim um a bit tho)
Last night I did get to see Wynton Marsalis at the Nancy Hanks Lecture put on by Americans for the Arts. It was a flash back to Erdmann's jazz history class + Ken Burns on Jazz + every book on jazz history I've ever read all rolled into one for the purpose of realizing how much American music has helped develop our culture and other cultures around the world without most people ever knowing it.
So afterwards to try to get off the depressing topic of music appreciation in public schools I started to think how I could relate what I heard from Wynton to what the subject matter of this blog is. I actually came up with something.
I'm paraphrasing here (but I'll post the transcript when it is made available) but he basically said how people need to know where they've been and where they are so they can make sure they don't just circle around and repeat everything all over again. He made a very spot on comparison to early 1900's minstrel shows and the degrading lyrics about women and blacks and then rapped lyrics from Dr. Dre's "Ain't Nothing But a G Thang." It was startling how similar the content was between the two considering the later claims to hate and rightfully should hate everything related to the whole black-faced debacle and that whole segment of American history.
My fattiness point is this… I’m good at losing weight it seems. I’ve done it three times now. The first time was junior year of college when I lost 40 some due to a long relationship ending badly. Second was 18 months ago when I lost 23 in the first biggest loser competition. Now I’m down 38 and nearing the end of this biggest loser run. Calculating the net gain/loss of weight over those 6 years and I’ve lost over 100 lbs and still manage to stay in the 235-255 weight range when I should be well under 200. I’m a yo-yo’er that can’t keep the weight off. This cycle of obesity needs to stop. I need to learn moderation. Most importantly I need to remember how tiresome, tough, time consuming and overly obnoxious the whole weight-loss process is. If I can manage all of that… I might actually be able to keep off all the hefty spare tires and learn to not repeat this shit again… as much as I love this blog and all, its just not worth it.
I basically just want to shoot anyone that walks near me right now. (please don't use this in a police report later... I'm not seriously going to kill anyone.... might maim um a bit tho)
Last night I did get to see Wynton Marsalis at the Nancy Hanks Lecture put on by Americans for the Arts. It was a flash back to Erdmann's jazz history class + Ken Burns on Jazz + every book on jazz history I've ever read all rolled into one for the purpose of realizing how much American music has helped develop our culture and other cultures around the world without most people ever knowing it.
So afterwards to try to get off the depressing topic of music appreciation in public schools I started to think how I could relate what I heard from Wynton to what the subject matter of this blog is. I actually came up with something.
I'm paraphrasing here (but I'll post the transcript when it is made available) but he basically said how people need to know where they've been and where they are so they can make sure they don't just circle around and repeat everything all over again. He made a very spot on comparison to early 1900's minstrel shows and the degrading lyrics about women and blacks and then rapped lyrics from Dr. Dre's "Ain't Nothing But a G Thang." It was startling how similar the content was between the two considering the later claims to hate and rightfully should hate everything related to the whole black-faced debacle and that whole segment of American history.
My fattiness point is this… I’m good at losing weight it seems. I’ve done it three times now. The first time was junior year of college when I lost 40 some due to a long relationship ending badly. Second was 18 months ago when I lost 23 in the first biggest loser competition. Now I’m down 38 and nearing the end of this biggest loser run. Calculating the net gain/loss of weight over those 6 years and I’ve lost over 100 lbs and still manage to stay in the 235-255 weight range when I should be well under 200. I’m a yo-yo’er that can’t keep the weight off. This cycle of obesity needs to stop. I need to learn moderation. Most importantly I need to remember how tiresome, tough, time consuming and overly obnoxious the whole weight-loss process is. If I can manage all of that… I might actually be able to keep off all the hefty spare tires and learn to not repeat this shit again… as much as I love this blog and all, its just not worth it.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Me no likie the fattie...
So I went to copy the 3 paragraphs I had written in the editor so I wouldn’t lose it and what did Blogger do? F’n deleted my shit. BAH!
Anyways, long weekend of not so good foodstuff (I love that word… so underused) and not as much exercise as I had hoped for. Megan’s sister Ashley came into town though and it was awesome to see her. Because of the gym and a trip to Raleigh, NC to see the Caps, I didn’t get to see as much of her as I would have liked too but there will always be next time.
12 days left.
That’s all I have before this damned contest is over. There is some real competition around the office this time too. I thought that with the executive mandate of no outside contestants would make this a shoe in for me but a pair of girls are bringing it. Now, to be fair, one of them (Alison) got engaged right after we all weighed in… so she has motivation on top of motivation. Ana in marketing, is just working her arse off to get back into college shape. She’s where my money would be if I had to pick a winner right now. No one will agree to occasional weigh-ins because they don’t want any influence to let up or to give up so I have not idea where they are in comparison to me.
A pair of guys are making some serious strides but I’m sure I have them both topped at the moment…. I think. While I’ve lost more weight than anyone else here, that doesn’t necessarily mean that I’m in the lead. Because we’re going off of % change of fat percentage it’s impossible to eye-ball.
A person can lose all the weight they want but if the fat % isn’t dropping then its not going to get them the money (please give this man his money J). So for the next 12 days fat content is going out the window. This means:
-Nothing mass manufactured (where all the darned saturated fat is)
-Nothing with much sugar (because it’ll turn to fat)
-Nothing that tastes good (because it can’t be good for you… can it?)
So salads, bananas, and whatever else I can think of along the way.
Imma gonna be a cranky guy here in a minute.
But in the meantime… this still makes me happy:
Anyways, long weekend of not so good foodstuff (I love that word… so underused) and not as much exercise as I had hoped for. Megan’s sister Ashley came into town though and it was awesome to see her. Because of the gym and a trip to Raleigh, NC to see the Caps, I didn’t get to see as much of her as I would have liked too but there will always be next time.
12 days left.
That’s all I have before this damned contest is over. There is some real competition around the office this time too. I thought that with the executive mandate of no outside contestants would make this a shoe in for me but a pair of girls are bringing it. Now, to be fair, one of them (Alison) got engaged right after we all weighed in… so she has motivation on top of motivation. Ana in marketing, is just working her arse off to get back into college shape. She’s where my money would be if I had to pick a winner right now. No one will agree to occasional weigh-ins because they don’t want any influence to let up or to give up so I have not idea where they are in comparison to me.
A pair of guys are making some serious strides but I’m sure I have them both topped at the moment…. I think. While I’ve lost more weight than anyone else here, that doesn’t necessarily mean that I’m in the lead. Because we’re going off of % change of fat percentage it’s impossible to eye-ball.
A person can lose all the weight they want but if the fat % isn’t dropping then its not going to get them the money (please give this man his money J). So for the next 12 days fat content is going out the window. This means:
-Nothing mass manufactured (where all the darned saturated fat is)
-Nothing with much sugar (because it’ll turn to fat)
-Nothing that tastes good (because it can’t be good for you… can it?)
So salads, bananas, and whatever else I can think of along the way.
Imma gonna be a cranky guy here in a minute.
But in the meantime… this still makes me happy:
Friday, March 20, 2009
What pisses me off: Part 1
...Fucking people who say "gee lets go to the gym" and then sit idle in their cars in a small circular parking lot with their hazards on only to grab the first spot that someone leave from. Not only does this back up cars sometimes 10 deep as they try to get around but its absurd that they just cant park in the HUGE empty lot on the side of the building.
If you're going to the gym yet too lazy to walk an extra 100 ft you deserve to be fat the rest of your pathetic life.
That is all. :)
If you're going to the gym yet too lazy to walk an extra 100 ft you deserve to be fat the rest of your pathetic life.
That is all. :)
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
And I'm BACK... briefly.
I’ve been razzed therefore I’m blogging. It’s a horrible thing that its come to be this way. I really do want to write daily. I just don’t have the gumption to fit everything into my home time. The blog gets voted off the island. Sorry!
But I am constantly thinking about cool “feature article” type stuff for content throughout the day. Things like “Eating out on a Diet” which would include all my concerts and sporting events I’ve gone to, “You might be in a Biggest Loser contest if…” which would include all the embarrassing/humorous moments in public, “Recipe of the Week” which would focus on my culinary side (lol), etc.
When will I ever write any of these things? About that….
So to be brief, I was sick all last week and only went to the gym once. Sinus infection/flu plus a ton of work hours and = good weight loss apparently. 3.5 lbs fell off me just by not having an appetite and sweating off the flu. I’m alright with that… As long as it stays off.
My appetite hasn’t really come back since I started feeling better either (knock on wood) maybe the stomach is shrinking. About dammed time!
I just want to say that despite behaving once this contest is over; I look so forward to allowing myself a beer or two at Bar Louie. The bartenders are so disappointed in me. Laura and I were at the bar pre Caps game the other day and Tracy (my fav bartender) came up to me and ask if I wanted my regular, which I turned down for a sugar free Red Bull, free burgers and fries which I couldn’t touch, and FREE BEER which I abstained from. All I got were sad looks from bartenders that are used to me throwing several sheets to the wind and tipping them their monthly rent.
Oh ya… if anyone is dying, I’m CPR certified again. Just a FYI.
Watchmen kicked ass despite sitting in the third row. That’s a good sign IMO.
Lastly, this tune had me rocking far more than I would like to admit last week when Bernie, the 65 year old spinning instructor that I’m not all that fond of, pumped it up:
Brings me back to my childhood. /sigh
But I am constantly thinking about cool “feature article” type stuff for content throughout the day. Things like “Eating out on a Diet” which would include all my concerts and sporting events I’ve gone to, “You might be in a Biggest Loser contest if…” which would include all the embarrassing/humorous moments in public, “Recipe of the Week” which would focus on my culinary side (lol), etc.
When will I ever write any of these things? About that….
So to be brief, I was sick all last week and only went to the gym once. Sinus infection/flu plus a ton of work hours and = good weight loss apparently. 3.5 lbs fell off me just by not having an appetite and sweating off the flu. I’m alright with that… As long as it stays off.
My appetite hasn’t really come back since I started feeling better either (knock on wood) maybe the stomach is shrinking. About dammed time!
I just want to say that despite behaving once this contest is over; I look so forward to allowing myself a beer or two at Bar Louie. The bartenders are so disappointed in me. Laura and I were at the bar pre Caps game the other day and Tracy (my fav bartender) came up to me and ask if I wanted my regular, which I turned down for a sugar free Red Bull, free burgers and fries which I couldn’t touch, and FREE BEER which I abstained from. All I got were sad looks from bartenders that are used to me throwing several sheets to the wind and tipping them their monthly rent.
Oh ya… if anyone is dying, I’m CPR certified again. Just a FYI.
Watchmen kicked ass despite sitting in the third row. That’s a good sign IMO.
Lastly, this tune had me rocking far more than I would like to admit last week when Bernie, the 65 year old spinning instructor that I’m not all that fond of, pumped it up:
Brings me back to my childhood. /sigh
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