Tuesday, March 15, 2016

Back At It Again...

When I last left this blog, disappointment was a word for how I felt, but crushed, humiliated and just plain old low hits it too.  In February 2015, I went to the trampoline park with the kids.  The working out had me feeling like a million bucks so I went out on the trampoline with them.  I jumped and I jumped and then I blew my knee out.
I had never experienced a knee injury and I am here to say I would like to never do it again.  Eventually surgery will be required, but I am hoping to hold out until my insurance isn't so terrible. Thanks Obamacare....


Fast forwarding into March of 2016.  I am down almost 20 lbs.  This is the closest I have been to 200 in a decade.  It started it out slowly during the holidays.  I decided that I was going to try and eat half of my plated foods and either toss the rest or save it for lunch the next day.  This progressed into foregoing eating out as much.  I hadn't started to work out yet but it was the next trick up my sleeve.  It seemed like forever but I finally felt full with halved plates. 


My son came back to live in our area with his girlfriend.  They are expecting in June.  He is a year of 6 into his time with the National Guard so he is always trying to stay fit.  He noticed I was trying to lose and wanted to help.  He assured me he would go at a pace I could handle.


So on Valentines Day, I decided to go back to Workout Anytime (WOA) and try this working out bit again.  This time with my own personal trainer.
Nothing says "screw you" to your vanity like having your son put you in a testosterone filled weight room and you only being able to hold up the bar by itself with no weight.  I can promise you it is a total confidence killer.  Especially since all of the diehard walkers & and runners are the ones constantly in direct view. I did it and did it and did it.  I still find it embarrassing though.


I have been lifting with Tony for a month exactly today which is why I revisited my blog to update.  For a while there I didn't think I was ever going to get out of bed without feeling like someone had run me over with a car.  It is so very true, "The 2nd day does hurt worse".  Now that a month has passed, I really don't feel the real pain I suffered in the beginning but I do still feel it from time to time.


I am finally up to like a total of 80lbs on the bench so it's not quite so pitiful, of course till we get to rep 10 and my face looks like its going to explode.  I surely hope there is not a hidden place online where people upload videos from WOA.  They are getting a great laugh at my expense if that be the case.


I have seen the results, we all want it to come off faster and I am impatient, but I notice my pants are saggy and I probably should get a size down but I want to wait until I hit 200 before I buy anything.  What I would really like to see is that underarm fattyland start shrinking.  I can't tell anything is happening there but I have tried to see it.




The one in the "Fight Like A Girl" tshirt is today.  I look at that dangling fatty in my arms and it just drives me crazy.  I want to put a swimsuit on this year and not feel like a whale. 


I will report back soon.  If you are struggling to lose weight.  Remember a few things.  You can try all the gimmick's, pills, plans or join all the groups you want but the secret lies within you.  The one true reality is calories intake and how you burn it off.  There is no other secret.  We get fat because we eat 3 times what the average human eats then we sit and sit and sit.  Thus getting fat, the reverse applies to rid ourselves.  Rome was not built in a day, although we really enjoyed getting here much more than we enjoy losing it, it didn't happen over night, it happened over time.  Same with losing, you will feel like nothing is happening except pain and hunger but really it is working, give it time. Don't Quit, KEEP PUSHING YOURSELF, this is my phrase to myself, try it. 


If you are a person who eats out often, start splitting your meals, either with yourself or with a friend or partner.  American meals are huge in comparison to meals universally.  It's like they want us to be fat dumb dumbs who watch TV all day.  And we love it.  We don't need that much food, in fact, we only need about 1/3rd of it, the rest is just gluttony on our parts. 


Sometimes we eat to rid ourselves of a burden, sadness or anger, hell I happy eat.  If you are a mood eater, the working out will help, it really won't feel like it for about 2-3 weeks but you will find that when you get mad, really amped up about something or sad, you can go to the treadmill or weights and just push it out.  I found that just last night, I was pushed into WOA by an argument.  Got mad, walked it out.  Went home, was over it.


Tonight's plan, who know's what T has in store for me.  I will report back shortly.

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