4XLT

Today’s Weigh-In: 361.4 pounds
Days Till Goal: 4
Pounds To Go: 1.4

I made sure to cross every t and dot every i this weekend by continuing to eat well and track my caloric intake. Things seem to be paying off. But I can’t get cocky or think that I’ve got it in the bag. I did that exactly one week ago when I got into the 363 range and promptly celebrated with five cheat meals that sent me skyrocketing close back to the 70s.

I’m still gunning for a perfect next four days. I can’t let up or get comfortable now, because I am learning that when I get comfortable about my progress, I slip up. And if I slip up now, I don’t have enough time before my goal date (Friday) to recover.

So, time to cross the eighty pounds of weight lost mark and set my sights on triple digits.

Today’s Weigh-In: 365.6 pounds
Days Till Goal: 6
Pounds To Go: 5.6

Well, it’s taken two days of cleaning eating to drop out of the 368 range, but things have been progressing well (again) on that front. My food intake has been top notch and my gym time has been, well, interestingly frustrating.

I don’t know why (allergies or a combination of them and water intake), but I’ve been getting very intense headaches this week any time I do something particularly strenuous. And I’m not just talking exercise here! I started hurting on Wednesday evening when I was handling the music as a small group Bible study. So, the big lifts or last set of other and especially during the hard cycles of my interval cardio work have been killing me – like a hatchet through the roof of my skull killing me.

So, I’ve been unable to really push hard at my gym time this week because these headaches are doing me in. It’s frustrating me like you wouldn’t believe! I’ve been amping up my water intake (to where it should have been all along had I not let it slip) since Tuesday and my head still got to throbbing during my first lift – bent over rows. In the middle of my dead lifts this morning, it got to the point where I had to just call off my last lift (squats) because I couldn’t handle it.

At this point, I’m pretty sure there has to be something at play with my allergies. I spent a lot of time outside in my pitiful little excuse for an apartment back yard last weekend, and ever since I’ve been having to take my Allegra – the allergy medicine I only have to use when I’m pack in Oklahoma. I wish my body would just clean up and move these allergines on along so I could get back to the routine.

At any rate, I’m officially under a week to my goal and I refuse to drop the ball like I did earlier this week with the four or five cheat meals over the course of three days. Mentally, I’m forcing myself to chase a perfect seven days (starting from yesterday) until the big goal day of next Friday rolls around and I head out of town. I have to be 360 and I’m going to work hard to make sure I hit that goal.

And even if I can’t push myself as hard as I would otherwise want to in the gym, this is all won (and loss) on the nutrition front, as I am finding to be so painfully true. If I can win consistently with my food, then the gym work will just help me along to the inevitable place of weighing 359.

But still, there headaches suuuuck.

Today’s Weigh-In: 366.6
Days Till Goal: 9
Pounds To Go: 6.6

I am full of crap. This week has been full of poor food choices motivated only by my gallant lazieness and desires for easy things.

I’m afraid of what Thursday’s weigh in will be. Without a doubt, higher again. I talked myself into wanting a waffle last night, and so I promptly marched myself down to Village Inn and got one this morning. I later had a beer and giant bowl of chili for lunch. This week, including today, I have had no less than five meals that were not 100%. Sunday: Mexican food. Monday: Indian buffet (post lifting, but still way too much) for lunch, Cheesey pasta at a friend’s for dinner (said friend is a quasi-vegetarian and I both didn’t want to say no and forgot dumbly that such a thing would wreak havok on me nutrition) at 7:30pm. Wednesday: Syrupy waffle for breakfast, beer and chili for lunch.

I am full of crap.

I am a fattie.

I am a lazy fattie.

I am a lazy fattie who likes the easy way and doesn’t want to change.

I will change. I have to have a perfect next seven days. No cheat meals. Good water intake. More water intake. Good lifting. Committed HIIT.

I am so pissed at myself right now. But I can do this.

Today’s Weigh-In: 363.8 pounds
Days Till Goal: 13
Pounds To Go: 3.8

Not much to report on the health front. Things have been a mix of good and bad in the sense that I’ve been super busy with work this week and so haven’t been to the gym since Thursday. On the good side, I’ve been watching my food like a hawk (with the exception of today’s allotted Sunday cheat meal – mmm, french fries), and so the numbers have been dropping.

I see the numbers going the right way again, and it makes me frustrated that I let an entire month go by without making an forward progress. Well, all I can do is let it serve to be a good reason never to let that happen again!

And in a turn of less than fun news, it looks like the big external motivator (as my biggest motivator is all internal – my drive and goal to get healthy and not friggin obese and gross) about the July 4th goal is fizzling at the moment. So, in one sense that sucks, but all I can do there is take any disappointment I feel and turn around to fuel the fire. I’m taking out the negative feelings on the weights at the gym this afternoon.

For my money, that’s the best way I’ve found to get rid of the stress and anxiety I can tend to carry around a lot – pump up the angry music on the iPod (I ought to share my workout mix sometime) and pound the weights.

Stay strong this weekend, FAT! And for those of you raising to win the Ocean’s Eleven challenge – keep at it!

Today’s Weigh-In: 366.0 pounds

Days Till Goal: 14

Pounds To Go: 6

It’s two weeks to go until my July 4th goal of 360. Right now, I’ve got exactly six pounds to go. That makes my mini-goal in the interim to hit 363 by next Friday.

But if I can drop below 360 by the 4th and hit a 358 or so, that would rock my face off.

Past that, not much to add on the updates. Eating good. HIIT still hates me as ever. Lifting’s going well, even if I am still getting my butt kicked while learning to squat with proper technique. It’s good to be back in the 60s, but I don’t intend to stay long!