Monday, August 27, 2012
I really do not do well with writing these things. Let's see, looking at my last blog, it has been over 13 months since I last wrote. In this post, I was falling hard, and obviously in denial of the direction my life was taking.....again. I had picked up smoking (only at work, but still...) AGAIN, and even though I was working out at the gym, I was not consistent, and did not push myself nearly as hard. Meanwhile my son, Nate, was losing weight and ended up trimming almost 130 pounds off of his growing 6'4" frame. He is now in to bulking up, and trying to firm up that loose skin. I am very proud of him, although he can be a pompous butt about it sometimes. Not sure if he is aware of that or not, but I believe he has earned the right to be a little pretentious about it.
Back to me.....well I finally hit the big FOUR OH this past May. I had nearly gained all but 20 pounds of my weightloss back. I had finally had enough of the cancer sticks last year, and to be honest, I couldn't take one if I wanted to. The last one made me nauseated. I decided in May that I would live my 40's much better than I ever did my 30's. The week of my birthday, I had taken off from work and decided it was a good time to introduce the gym in my morning routine. That way I couldn't make excuses about making it to work on time, and I could adjust my time at the gym to accommodate my time to get to work. Well it worked well at first, and even better over time. At first I started slow, 2-3 times a week, and then a couple of weeks later, 3-4 times a week. And finally, I am now at 5-6 times a week. 2-3 times a week mixing in strength with my cardio, and my beloved swimming. Yes, I love swimming! I cannot express how much I love to swim.
The other aspect is the food and just how much I love to eat. Well the off again-on again smoking thing was not helping. I know that I did not want to reinvent the wheel. I have done that before, and failed. This time, I decided to just eat in moderation. No more eating until I was full. If I was a 6 taco kinda guy, I cut back to 3. Pizza, from 5-6 pieces to 2-3. SO on and so forth. After awhile, I started making better eating decisions on my own. Every candy bar, every doughnut, I saw minutes on the treadmill, the elliptical, and everything else in between. Even now, when I am going thru a checkout I look at candy bars, wanting one, a quick snack, but always look on the back at the nutritional info. 460 calories per serving? That's 30-40 minutes on the elliptical! Ummm, no thank you. I started cooking my own creations from the raised garden we started this year, and discovered that I love to cook!! I found that I can eat, and not have to eat until I am stuffed. I have learned to move on from my mistakes, and keep those things that pull me down from ever doing it again. Those stressers, those negative forces, are what enablers to my eating problems.
Overall, I have lost 33 pounds since my 40th birthday, and counting the process since I started SP, 53 pounds total. Although I really don't count the latter number since I had fallen so far off of the wagon last year. I had reset all of my goals and start and stop numbers when I took over on my birthday. Doesn't really matter, I am moving foward and not in reverse. Here's to a healthier way of living.-k