Losing Weight is Hard
Thanks to the fact that I’m a blogger, I can look back on just about any time in my life and see it in print. I just read about moving to Darktide in AC. I read about my new template. I read a letter to my sister I wrote seven years ago. All in search for my entries about losing weight.
I work out pretty hard these days. At least, I like to think so. But looking back on my journal I see that I am fooling myself.
Losing weight is hard. It is hard work.
No matter what country I am in, I smile at the people who have no idea how to lose weight. They hop on a bike with a book, pedal nonchalantly for thirty minutes and proudly proclaim “I did thirty minutes on the bike.”
Really? Why aren’t you sweating then?
I run three times a week and I think I’m doing good. Which I am. But if I want to lose the weight that I really want to lose, I need to do more than double that. Twelve years of marriage and ten years of Magic and video games bloated me up to 213 lbs. My brother came home for thanksgiving, took one look at me, laughed, and said “Man, you got FAT!”
Marilyn lit into him about his bald spot. Don’t mess with her man.
But he was right. I was fat.
When Marilyn passed away I needed to get back into shape, cause, well, I like women. My journal from those days is insane.
8:00 a.m. Ran 1.5 miles.
6:00 p.m. Rode stationary bike for forty minutes.
7:00 p.m. Three sets of curls, three sets of shoulder press, three sets of pushups.
9:30 p.m. Rode bike for thirty minutes.
I showered twice a day. Once before work and once before I climbed into bed.
I changed my diet from McDonalds to fresh fish. I ate six inch sandwiches at Subway. I switched from white bread to wheat.
I lost 40 lbs.
That’s what it takes to lose weight.
I work out pretty hard these days. At least, I like to think so. But looking back on my journal I see that I am fooling myself.
Losing weight is hard. It is hard work.
No matter what country I am in, I smile at the people who have no idea how to lose weight. They hop on a bike with a book, pedal nonchalantly for thirty minutes and proudly proclaim “I did thirty minutes on the bike.”
Really? Why aren’t you sweating then?
I run three times a week and I think I’m doing good. Which I am. But if I want to lose the weight that I really want to lose, I need to do more than double that. Twelve years of marriage and ten years of Magic and video games bloated me up to 213 lbs. My brother came home for thanksgiving, took one look at me, laughed, and said “Man, you got FAT!”
Marilyn lit into him about his bald spot. Don’t mess with her man.
But he was right. I was fat.
When Marilyn passed away I needed to get back into shape, cause, well, I like women. My journal from those days is insane.
8:00 a.m. Ran 1.5 miles.
6:00 p.m. Rode stationary bike for forty minutes.
7:00 p.m. Three sets of curls, three sets of shoulder press, three sets of pushups.
9:30 p.m. Rode bike for thirty minutes.
I showered twice a day. Once before work and once before I climbed into bed.
I changed my diet from McDonalds to fresh fish. I ate six inch sandwiches at Subway. I switched from white bread to wheat.
I lost 40 lbs.
That’s what it takes to lose weight.
Kudos to you, buddy.
ReplyDeleteYep, diet has almost everything to do with it, but I think psychology shouldn't be ignored either. Getting motivated to lose weight is pretty essential. Also, it's easy to be fat and lazy; it's much harder to get out and do things. It's easy to justify NOT working out ("I have my TV shows I want to watch." "The gym is too expensive." "This pint of Benand Jerry's won't matter."
Leigh
Jim has lost 20 pounds since October 15. The 1st week he concentrated soley on the eating after that it is 1 hour on the treadmill everynight. We have 2 more weeks to go in this challenge so we shall see how it continues after that. Happily he has realized that if he only sits on his behind in meetings all day that he must practice "portion control".
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