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Today’s Weigh-In: 319.0
It’s sure been a while, hasn’t it? Almost three months since my last post, and what do I have to show for it? A good fifteen pounds. And, everything I said last time still stands. I’m still uncomfortable putting myself front and center by exposing all the inner workings that go along with losing weight and reinventing your life when you’re over 300 pounds (and once was 440).
But, just like I said last time, “I can’t ignore the fact that when I blog, I am paying more attention to my health, and consequently make better decisions like eating right and getting to the gym. When I’m not blogging, I have always failed to work as hard as I should.” So, that brings me here back to 4xlt.
While this entire summer has been a complete waste on the weight loss, front, it isn’t to say that it’s been a waste all together. Honestly, there have been some definite highs – namely in the form of having a good time with friends, and learning a lot about myself. Even more so, but certainly more cryptically (sorry), having the startling but welcome realization that all the presumptions I’ve been walking around with about myself and life and other folks may not be completely true. Or true at all. Period.
But beer, crappy food, little sleep, and no time at the gym do not my future self make. And regardless of how my choices for the last nine months may have shown, I most certainly am not satisfied with being who I am today.
Starting Again Today
I’ve made some piddly-ass, worth-nothing declaration to myself for at least the past two weeks, and exactly nothing has come of it both times. Well, no longer.
Several weeks ago, T-Nation’s Weekly Dose linked to an article on using weight complexes for cardio. Much in the same way as my “this has got to change” declarations I mentioned in the previous paragraph, I’d always tell myself that I need to give this a try – and then do nothing.
Today that changes. Sports Authority is having a 20% off sale (at least on their weights, but maybe more), so I took $40 I really could have used elsewhere (in other news, I’m getting laid off this week, but I’ll gripe about that another day) and bought myself a 45 pound plate.
And tonight, promptly started sweating and gasping and having my too-tight muscles threaten to kill me. I got to be honest: in some sick and twisted way, it felt really good to be sweating and gasping for air and moving weight around again..
I’m not going to promise the moon just yet, but what I will is to go through my complex daily for the rest of the week. I’ll give myself bonus points if I do it twice with a morning set, too. I also resolve not to get lax nutritionally with fast food (yeah, got back into that crappy habit this summer, too) for the rest of the week.
Next Monday, I’ll look at my goals. But, before I start my typically windbag way of talking the talk without walking the walk, I’m going to prove it to myself first.