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
