Wow, time does fly once your summer is over and you are back in the swing of things. Daddyhood, husbandhood, parenthood, writing, and football take a lot of my time. With all this time dedicated to everything else, i have not been the best weight watcher in the world.
I have finally reached a personal best of 295 at some point over the last couple of months. I have stayed in the 296 mark consistantly for several months. Contrary to popular belief I do not get nearly the amount of exorcies one would expect running around the football field every day. That in itself is a bummer.
I did partake in the Race for the Cure event this past weekend, which I complained about multiple times pryor to running it because I had not trained for it AT ALL. I went straight from a loss on the football field Friday night, followed by a belly full of wings and buffalo chips and diet pepsi, straight to the race with little preparation.
However, a funny thing happened in the midst of the race. You get caught up in the moment! Running slash walking with thousands of other people and you just go, you dont give it much thought you just go. I lost my wife and kids about three parks in, Finn just kind of ran of the course and straight to the slides, so Nissa was kind enough to let me finish the race even though it was her cause we were racing for.
I could do that at least once a month. Maybe an idea for the future. But I definitely am still in the game, fighting the good fight! Pant size 44!! Yeah buddy! good stuff! I feel much better, I enjoy my absolute amazing family. I love being the best husband I can be (I think hope Nissa would say the same) and seeing my kids every morning and most nights, is the greatest feeling in the world.
I love you guys, and may the losses (Pounds) be with you,
Dueces,
Michael
Monday, September 29, 2014
Saturday, April 19, 2014
With Success Comes Failures
As much as I love this new Michael, that Weight Watchers has helped create, I have become a little obsessive to say the least. There is nothing better than stepping on the scale and seeing any amount of weight loss. That is the fun part. In any amount! Even .2, those also add up. Even on the days that I lose .2 I am excited because that is .2 pounds closer to my goal.
This week however, it was much much different. You step on the scale and realize that you have not lost at all but you gained. That is the part that sucks, because the reality of the situation is that weeks like this happen. How are you going to counter balance it. What are you going to do differently. I knew this day was going to come at some point. I have gained before but it was a mere .5 which is easier to drop than 4.2 pounds. I know its been that kind of week. I ate out two days and the reality of the situation is that there are not very many user friendly options when eating out. That is what happens to me on these stupid teacher workdays!
I want to go out with the coaches and eat whatever, but the kicker is, I did twice and it was salads both days. However when you look at the salad as a whole, that is where you start to add up with points, the cheese cost points, the ham cost points, the salad dressing cost points, the soup cost points, the sour cream, the rice, and the dressing cost points. All things in the beginning that sound like are not bad options when eating out. Start doing the math.
Add campground food of chips, hamburgers, hotdogs, fruit dip for the fruit, and oh yes my wife's delicious chocolate chip cookies, and you can begin to see that the saltiness, and calories start to build and add up to 4.2 pounds. That makes getting under 300 a lot more difficult.
However, with this negative comes this positive, I needed this to happen! I needed to see the reality of the weight gain, because in truth, I have been skirting some things and still seeing some weight loss. I just need to get refocused. I have left a great deal slide.
Weaknesses!! OMG can you say Peanut Butter!!!!! I have done a reasonable job staying away from Reece's products, I have, but my weakness is diving in the peanut butter jar spoon full by spoon full, just to get my "Fix". Again, because I have been stepping on the scale and seeing numbers tick away, I would continue to tempt fate nightly. I really feel like this is the big weakness, that I have not found an equal to in Weight Watchers. I have found Pop Chips to be my equal to potato chips. They are actually a nice alternative!! But that damned Peanut Butter, I love you sooooo much. I wish I could say that my Wing craving had a factor in my massive weight gain, but it didn't. I can't tell you the last time I had an opportunity to eat wings. So I guess that in itself is a positive.
Well folks until next time, Peace Love and Weight Loss!!
I love you guys! Keep Losing!!
This week however, it was much much different. You step on the scale and realize that you have not lost at all but you gained. That is the part that sucks, because the reality of the situation is that weeks like this happen. How are you going to counter balance it. What are you going to do differently. I knew this day was going to come at some point. I have gained before but it was a mere .5 which is easier to drop than 4.2 pounds. I know its been that kind of week. I ate out two days and the reality of the situation is that there are not very many user friendly options when eating out. That is what happens to me on these stupid teacher workdays!
I want to go out with the coaches and eat whatever, but the kicker is, I did twice and it was salads both days. However when you look at the salad as a whole, that is where you start to add up with points, the cheese cost points, the ham cost points, the salad dressing cost points, the soup cost points, the sour cream, the rice, and the dressing cost points. All things in the beginning that sound like are not bad options when eating out. Start doing the math.
Add campground food of chips, hamburgers, hotdogs, fruit dip for the fruit, and oh yes my wife's delicious chocolate chip cookies, and you can begin to see that the saltiness, and calories start to build and add up to 4.2 pounds. That makes getting under 300 a lot more difficult.
However, with this negative comes this positive, I needed this to happen! I needed to see the reality of the weight gain, because in truth, I have been skirting some things and still seeing some weight loss. I just need to get refocused. I have left a great deal slide.
Weaknesses!! OMG can you say Peanut Butter!!!!! I have done a reasonable job staying away from Reece's products, I have, but my weakness is diving in the peanut butter jar spoon full by spoon full, just to get my "Fix". Again, because I have been stepping on the scale and seeing numbers tick away, I would continue to tempt fate nightly. I really feel like this is the big weakness, that I have not found an equal to in Weight Watchers. I have found Pop Chips to be my equal to potato chips. They are actually a nice alternative!! But that damned Peanut Butter, I love you sooooo much. I wish I could say that my Wing craving had a factor in my massive weight gain, but it didn't. I can't tell you the last time I had an opportunity to eat wings. So I guess that in itself is a positive.
Well folks until next time, Peace Love and Weight Loss!!
I love you guys! Keep Losing!!
Saturday, March 29, 2014
Greetings and Salutations
I have decided to blog on my weight watcher endeavors separate from my other blog. There really is so much that I could say on a daily basis, so I will give it my best shot.
First and foremost, It is important for me to try and inspire other people that have struggled with weight loss in the past. It took me entirely to long to make this decision, but at the same time its something about having two new babies at home that can change a man.
To start, I need you to take a quick magic carpet ride with me to understand the scope of my faults. At my heaviest, I tipped the scales at I believe 385. Camp life was not good for your health for many reasons. Camp itself is where I found myself and have a lot to be thankful for, because of my 8 1/2 years there. Our cooks would cook more than required to feed the many staff that came through the kitchen daily. Most of it was fried food or fatty food. My intake consisted of daily doses of french fries, chicken patties, hamburgers (make that double cheeseburgers), french toast, sausage (oh my god, did I love those little sausage links) bacon, and one asinine cook, invented brown sugar bacon!!
Working on the side of a mountain the last thing I felt like doing was walking to campsite so I would drive the gator or kabota and some times even my Jeep. So you can see my life was not very good, the mental aspect was rough as well, which lead to more eating.
In 2005 things got so bad, that I was urinating quite a bit at night, and my mouth was constantly dry, like cotton mouth. I would drink a 32 oz bottle of water nightly, because my mouth was so dry. I called my mom who was coming to visit soon. She brought a glucometer to test my blood sugar and we found out that it was almost 800!!! Folks, the norm is 90-110!
My mom sent me to the doctor immediately and they put me on insulin and many other medications, to deal with such a terrible disease. I had let myself get away from me and was in for a very rough road.
From 2005 to 2008, I would battle Diabetes with good numbers, followed by bad numbers, followed by decent numbers, only to break bad, and bad numbers again. In 2008, I left camp to marry the love of my life. She had an immediate impact on my diabetes on a positive because she was a much better cook and she also cooked food that was a lot healthier. If I remember right, at some point in 2008 I remember weighing in at 350. So from 2008 to January 3, 2014 I would fluctuate between 350 and 333, bouncing around like a hopped up kid on pogo stick.
This is where the chapter and maybe the new book begin. January 4, 2014 is the day that I decided to go to my first meeting. This is where this blog is heading. I am going to start the next one and try and give you a week by week run down and how things are going.
Please let me know if you have questions or comments about my journey. I want to support you in your journey as well, until next time....
Peace, Love, and Jeeps!!
First and foremost, It is important for me to try and inspire other people that have struggled with weight loss in the past. It took me entirely to long to make this decision, but at the same time its something about having two new babies at home that can change a man.
To start, I need you to take a quick magic carpet ride with me to understand the scope of my faults. At my heaviest, I tipped the scales at I believe 385. Camp life was not good for your health for many reasons. Camp itself is where I found myself and have a lot to be thankful for, because of my 8 1/2 years there. Our cooks would cook more than required to feed the many staff that came through the kitchen daily. Most of it was fried food or fatty food. My intake consisted of daily doses of french fries, chicken patties, hamburgers (make that double cheeseburgers), french toast, sausage (oh my god, did I love those little sausage links) bacon, and one asinine cook, invented brown sugar bacon!!
Working on the side of a mountain the last thing I felt like doing was walking to campsite so I would drive the gator or kabota and some times even my Jeep. So you can see my life was not very good, the mental aspect was rough as well, which lead to more eating.
In 2005 things got so bad, that I was urinating quite a bit at night, and my mouth was constantly dry, like cotton mouth. I would drink a 32 oz bottle of water nightly, because my mouth was so dry. I called my mom who was coming to visit soon. She brought a glucometer to test my blood sugar and we found out that it was almost 800!!! Folks, the norm is 90-110!
My mom sent me to the doctor immediately and they put me on insulin and many other medications, to deal with such a terrible disease. I had let myself get away from me and was in for a very rough road.
From 2005 to 2008, I would battle Diabetes with good numbers, followed by bad numbers, followed by decent numbers, only to break bad, and bad numbers again. In 2008, I left camp to marry the love of my life. She had an immediate impact on my diabetes on a positive because she was a much better cook and she also cooked food that was a lot healthier. If I remember right, at some point in 2008 I remember weighing in at 350. So from 2008 to January 3, 2014 I would fluctuate between 350 and 333, bouncing around like a hopped up kid on pogo stick.
This is where the chapter and maybe the new book begin. January 4, 2014 is the day that I decided to go to my first meeting. This is where this blog is heading. I am going to start the next one and try and give you a week by week run down and how things are going.
Please let me know if you have questions or comments about my journey. I want to support you in your journey as well, until next time....
Peace, Love, and Jeeps!!
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