good times!

Smell it bitches!

214.4 lbs

I can now jog 3 miles at a time. I am dealing with stress better at work (as in I don't punch anyone, I don't eat a candy bar, and I don't go to Jack in the Box) I am taking walking lunch breaks everyday now. I am now officially between my fat pants and my almost skinny pants.

Good Times!

Here we go....

I have not been blogging as much as I would like. Work has been extra crazy. I am starting to really think about other options. Show biz is not fun anymore. Plus its not like I am helping other people achieve greatness... I am teching shows at a two bit community college in a desolate uncultured red state. Ouch... tell us how you really feel.

In other news this is all inspiring me to log a lot more time with the jogging.

Other wise doing well, I am right on target, and thats all one can ask for yes?

Yes.

I had a bad day.

Tech week, first week of the school's semester and it is also tech week, this should never happen again....

did I mention my assistant TD is out for the week, and my rock star stage manager has another gig? OH yes, this is the third ring of hell.

In the past I would reach for lots of chocolate in instances like today. My new habit has been to take a little walk. I didn't eat lots of junk food today. I did however take two 15 minute walks.

Tomorrow is final dress....and then shows Friday and Saturday...

Oh this will be a rough semester....
good times.

A quiet thing...

I have not been writing much lately... Things I am noticing.

Fast food is gross, and doesn't taste good.

OK that was not a big revelation... In eating better we have been avoiding fast food. Tonight we were running around (price checking Home Depot vs. Loews ) and decided to grab a bite at Boston Market. We used to love Boston Market. Not so much. It was heavy and drenched in sodium. The meal was totally gross.

Restaurants food portions really are double to triple what we need.

In the last month I have not finished a single meal in a restaurant, unless it was a "small" or "right sized" portion. I get lots of protest from my servers... because they somehow know what I need or want... how could I possibly be full on a "child sized" portion. Otherwise I take half of it home.

I am not dropping drastic weight. It is slow and steady. I feel good. I like the way I am looking. I am enjoying working out. I am stronger, and healthier. I have more endurance with cardiovascular workouts.

Nothing exciting to report, other than I am changed.

sore....

We are still doing resistance training four days a week, but we are adding some more intensity to the workout...

I am hitting the cardio sessions harder, and making them longer, I am averaging about 500 calories of burn per session.

I feel good, but boy and I out of shape, and sore! Slowly getting there.
slowly.

Good times.

Ramping it up!

I jogged two miles nonstop today!

It took me 28 minutes.

It felt great.

Goal for the end of the month....

We all have landmark weights... or happy zones... these are places where the body says.... "hey, I like this weight, this is what I should weight, regardless of what you think..."
For me its 215.... once I blast past this point, I can make magic happen... the trick is getting my body to agree with my mind... once I do that, its all good....

To stay on target with my month to month goal of 4 pounds a month I will be sitting at 215....

So close.

I want to be well past this mark so I know I am on my way to the promised land....
plus I am thinking about all the really cute swim suits I got on sale last year, and the fact that we have a pool... and that means pool parties.... and In Arizona bathing suit season starts earlier and goes well past Ohio's...
so there is work to do!

I jogged a full mile yesterday without stopping... another landmark, my cardio endurance is increasing again, it feels good.

PS

I can do 25 push ups with out stopping... not to bad...
I'm just saying.

What gives?

Hey all,
fun fact, I like to exercise. I truly enjoy breaking a sweat and pushing my body to its limits. No really, its true.

I have an over active mind (Hey, I know who I am... and when I exercise I feel like my mind slows down and my body catches up. I am sure they make a pill for this, but I believe pills should be saved for recreational purposes...)

In fact before we moved out to AZ I thought I was going to get back in shape and study to become a personal trainer. (I love teaching and I am good at it, so I thought what a perfect combo....)

What happened you ask?

I got scared. I didn't know where to start, I was depressed, the move was sudden and I didn't know anyone. I missed my family and friends. I missed not having a job (typical male I have my self worth tied directly into my paycheck).

I did the most obvious and worst thing I could do, eat a lot and gain 20 more pounds!

So then I decided I was too fat to be a personal trainer (I thought wow I am a walking SNL sketch)

I still have all the study at home items collecting dust... it's never too late.

The next question, if I love exercise so much, what gives? Why don't I do it all the time and get healthy and happy with my body?

Ever notice the farther out of shape you get, the less inspired you are to work out? Is it because you are sad at what little your capable of? Is it regret for letting you slip away? It becomes a slippery slope.


Before I met Chris I did not have cable TV. It was not a priority. It was not in the budget. I did not care, I felt that I was living life instead of watching other people live.

When we finished remodeling the house (about eight months before the big move) we rewarded ourselves with cable.

This is a totally lame excuse.

I was a Moth to the flame....

It is such an easy escape.

I at least can see it now for what it really is.

Plus I could turn the TV on and get on the treadmill...

Why does the TV brainwash you and turn you into a lazy pile of crap? what is its intoxicating power?

Kill your TV and go out and live.

That time of year...

That time of year is now officially over. I am back at work, back in my own home, and grateful to have survived the holiday mayhem.

I think I saw enough food in one month that would've fed me for the next year.

What is that all about?

And (this includes myself) must one always bring something unhealthy over to a friends/family member's house when we pay a visit? To be nice? Here you go, something unhealthy that you will regret eating/drinking later... Cheers!

WTF?

I am just as guilty as the next person... so how do we stop? If I want to be polite and bring a small something when I come over for a visit, what should it be?

Please post your suggestions.... Something that is not food or booze that would be a nice small token.

Happy new year