Thursday, June 30, 2011


Oh Anthony...

Once again, I ruin my opportunity to get back under 210 with Mexican food for lunch.  I decided that I didn't get enough Mexican food and so I had it again for dinner! 

Wednesday, June 29, 2011


Okay, I forgot to post about no more excuses. But, I did manage to live it for a second straight day and lost another 2 pounds.  So, for the third time since I came back from Florida, I find myself on the precipice of getting back under 210.  Which, while nice, still is 10 pounds away from any real sense of satisfaction.  But, it's a start. 

Tuesday, June 28, 2011


My sister, brother, and I all made a pact to help motivate each other.  Over the two weeks since, I think I have gained or done nothing.  My sister, on the other hand, has lost 10 pounds!  I am proud of her and disappointed in me.  Yesterday, I think I made that mental switch again.  No more excuses...  a topic I will elaborate on tonight.  Down 1.4 pounds.

Monday, June 27, 2011


A very good day ruined by a late, and very unecessary, dinner.

Sunday, June 26, 2011

210.8/211.6 /212.8

On Friday, I found myself once again on the brink of going back below 210.  Two disappointing days later, I have put two pounds back on and am nowhere close. 

Thursday, June 23, 2011


Down 2.2 pounds!  I guess the one positive thing about working 17 straight hours is not finding the time to eat!

Monday, June 20, 2011


Those are the Saturday, Sunday, and Monday numbers respectively.  I continue to post unimpressive results.  That is, when I get around to it.  But, tonight I will talk about "no more excuses"... and try to actually follow my own advice.

Friday, June 17, 2011


Not good.  I gained .2 on Thursday morning and another 3.8 yesterday after a meal at P.F. Chang's.  Yes, as always, I understand that this is mostly water retention from the loads of sodium I ate yesterday.  But, it still sets me back.  Tonight we go to Texas Roadhouse to celebrate my wife's parent's wedding anniversary and I am guessing that this makes for a bad weekend.  I need to find a string of days and get out of this funk.  And here I thought I was going to be below 210 by today.

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Monday, June 13, 2011


Well, there it is.  My life has been in some turmoil over the last few weeks.  I am almost amazed that I am not far heavier given my eating and exercise habits over that timeframe.  I have only been to the gym a couple of times over the last week, though I have gotten in some exercise even if it is only walking.  I continued to stress-eat over a very busy weekend.  And yes, that is a blank on Sunday.  For the first time since I started this journey and this blog, I forgot to weigh myself at home!  I have missed while out of town.  But, I hadn't missed a single weigh-in when I woke up at my house.  I was so busy and preoccupied that my health was put on the backburner.

But, today is a new day.  After a beautiful weekend where my brother and sisters got together to say goodbye to my dad, it is time to focus.  My sister Gina and my brother Frank and I agreed to communicate more often and keep each other on task.  My plan is to get back under 200 in about a month and still hope to get to 193 by my birthday.  I also made a "pregnancy pact" with a girl I work with, Michelle, and agreed to sacrifice soda, popcorn, and candy since she couldn't partake in her current condition.  So, I drank a lot of Pepsi last night before I went to bed to say a proper goodbye!

This weekend also included judging a Kansas City Barbeque Society BBQ contest at the Boats, Bands, and Barbeque festival on Saturday.  Lots of fun, but lots of food.  So again, between the BBQ, the beers, etc., I am feeling lucky to be only 211.8.

Monday, June 6, 2011


My mom is in town.  Yesterday was the mandatory quarterly visit to Mi Ranchito's.  Of course, I don't have an excuse for today which was lunch at a Chinese buffet. 

Sunday, June 5, 2011

I'm Back! 212.0

After 19 long days, I am finally home again!  Over those three weeks, I gained 3.2 pounds... and I couldn't be happier.  I have not been very good over that period of time.  Between the stress of losing my father, all of the temptations that a big city like Tampa presents, and a refrigerator full of bad food, I couldn't stop eating.  I am not looking for sympathy or even justifying my behavior because of the events over the last couple of weeks.  I am simply reiterating some well-established habits of mine and wondering how the number above wasn't far worse.

Within three days of arriving in Tampa, I had already had three of my favorites, Panda Express, Qdoba, and Chik-Fil-A, with plans to visit Long John's Silvers, CiCi's Pizza, and a first-time visit to Five Guys.  When I wasn't eating out, I was eating too much pasta with my dad. Real pasta, not whole wheat, something I hadn't had in probably over a year!  I started noticing my stomach a little more.  I felt like I had gained 20 pounds. 

After a few days of that, I finally settled down and started eating a little bit better.  Well, as good as I could eat without having a refrigerator full of all of the things that make it easy for me to be good.  I was running each evening in that awful Florida humidity and there was even a point about a week after I got there that I felt like I might have been lighter. 

Well, that all changed after my father passed.  After that day, where I ate practically nothing, I proceeded to eat pretty much everything in site over the last week.  On top of all of my favorites, I had found an ice cream place early in my trip with the perfect soft-serve twist ice cream cone.  In the end, I ate at Chik-Fil-A three times, Qdoba twice, Panda Express twice, Five Guys twice, Burger King twice, CiCi's Pizza, Long John Silver's, Dairy Queen, and Campbell's Dairyland for ice cream about seven times.  The only really good day, other than the day I didn't eat, was an incredible, and very healthy meal, at my friend Will's house.  And, after eating all of my favorites listed above, that healthy meal was still the highlight of my trip!  In addition, my left shin had started to bother me after the first week of running.  I ended up walking over the last two weeks because of the pain.  Though I still exercised every single day that I was there and again last night at 12:15.

Last night, when Niko and I pulled up at about 8:15 PM, I couldn't wait to find the scale... though I knew I wasn't going to like what it said.  I didn't know what to expect.  I feel like I know my body pretty well and I knew I had gained at least 10 pounds.  I fully expected to see 220+ and after a day of driving and sitting on my butt while eating salty snacks, I prepared to see something between 225 and 230.  I told myself to accept whatever it said and be glad that I was home and ready to get busy again.  I could barely step on the scale.  Finally, I did.  213.6.  I couldn't believe my eyes.  I was up less than five pounds total.  I thought I was going to cry.  This morning, my official post-trip weight was even better and I am stunned. 

Only 3.2 pounds!  Now, it is time to get busy once again.  If seeing my father struggle with health issues because of weight and diabetes doesn't motivate me to finish what I started, then I doubt anything else will.  It was hard to see my dad struggle to breathe, struggle to move around the house, struggle to sleep.  Today I start again with a promise to my son that he will never have to see me go through those same struggles. 

Here's to being home...