bodiddlie
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Okay, time to start trying this journal bidness. 
I'm 27 soon to be 28, 6'3" and 294 lbs. I was at 301 about a month ago. I've been wanting to lose weight for a long, long time now, but am finally getting serious about. Mostly because my wife is trying to lose along with me and it's a lot easier to stay focused together.
When we first met I was around 220, I had some extra padding on me, but not like this. I look at old pictures of us (as I'm sure she does, too) and really wish I could be that guy again (preferably better ;-) ).
But the main thing is looking at pictures of me with my kids and seeing just how huge I am now. It's all too reminiscent of pictures of my father when I was knee high to a grasshopper. He was really rather heavy and didn't end up losing that excess weight until he had to have quintuple bypass surgery when I was 16. I remember how worried my mother and I were. I ABSOLUTELY DO NOT want my wife and kids to go through that, let alone have to bury me before I get to see my kids grow up, get married, etc. I'm terrified of it.
Before my wife and I met, I was in marching band in college (no band camp, band nerd, etc jokes ;-) I've heard them all). Now, it wasn't track and field, mind you, but it was fairly strenuous activity for 1.5 hours a day, every day, during the week, and then pretty much all day on game days. I could eat anything and never gain a pound. Then football season ended. Oops, the domino's pizza every night for dinner didn't work quite the same as it had. Freshman 15 was more like 50.
So I'm finally knuckling down and getting to work on this. My main focus right now is really exercise, as I've lived a very sedentary life while I've gained all this weight. I'm jogging MWF and doing a cardio tape of some sort on TThSa. I've got a buddy that jogs with me, a former marine, that's really keeping me on track. We're doing intervals of jogging/walking 2min/2min 10 reps each for right now. Once I finish out this week, we're gonna change up the intervals.
The jogging is getting a lot better. I find my lung capacity is getting better and I'm able to carry on a conversation during the first few reps. My legs still feel really heavy, but not as bad as the first night (which was only a week ago). Last night we were on the ninth rep of jogging and he pushed me to jog out that rep until we reached his house, which put me at the 3:20 mark instead of 2:00. I was wiped, but proud of myself for pushing it there.
As far as diet, I'm just trying to take baby steps to start out. I don't want to start out as the diet nazi just to have my wife find me under a mountain of Cheeto's bags and Hoho wrappers in a month. So I'm really just working on portion control for the time being. One of the hardest things for me is to push away from the table when there is still food there. I'll eat until it's gone, and then feel sick later. I'm working on stopping where I know I should and letting it settle. Once I can get that monster back in it's cage, I'll work on cutting some of the crap out of my diet. My big vice is salty snacks. I love potato chips, fries, pub mix, etc, but have never been able to substitute anything for them. Veggies never work for me because I can't stand raw carrots etc without about a gallon of ranch to dip them in. I like sweets, but have a much easier time resisting them then the salty stuff.
So far everything seems to be working really well. I'm losing about a pound a day, give or take. I expected about as much to start with though. My feeling is that with all this excess weight, my body will be quite happy to expunge it at first. Once I lose the first bit though, it's gonna get hard. But, knowing is half the battle right? (GO JOE).
I'm 27 soon to be 28, 6'3" and 294 lbs. I was at 301 about a month ago. I've been wanting to lose weight for a long, long time now, but am finally getting serious about. Mostly because my wife is trying to lose along with me and it's a lot easier to stay focused together.
When we first met I was around 220, I had some extra padding on me, but not like this. I look at old pictures of us (as I'm sure she does, too) and really wish I could be that guy again (preferably better ;-) ).
But the main thing is looking at pictures of me with my kids and seeing just how huge I am now. It's all too reminiscent of pictures of my father when I was knee high to a grasshopper. He was really rather heavy and didn't end up losing that excess weight until he had to have quintuple bypass surgery when I was 16. I remember how worried my mother and I were. I ABSOLUTELY DO NOT want my wife and kids to go through that, let alone have to bury me before I get to see my kids grow up, get married, etc. I'm terrified of it.
Before my wife and I met, I was in marching band in college (no band camp, band nerd, etc jokes ;-) I've heard them all). Now, it wasn't track and field, mind you, but it was fairly strenuous activity for 1.5 hours a day, every day, during the week, and then pretty much all day on game days. I could eat anything and never gain a pound. Then football season ended. Oops, the domino's pizza every night for dinner didn't work quite the same as it had. Freshman 15 was more like 50.
So I'm finally knuckling down and getting to work on this. My main focus right now is really exercise, as I've lived a very sedentary life while I've gained all this weight. I'm jogging MWF and doing a cardio tape of some sort on TThSa. I've got a buddy that jogs with me, a former marine, that's really keeping me on track. We're doing intervals of jogging/walking 2min/2min 10 reps each for right now. Once I finish out this week, we're gonna change up the intervals.
The jogging is getting a lot better. I find my lung capacity is getting better and I'm able to carry on a conversation during the first few reps. My legs still feel really heavy, but not as bad as the first night (which was only a week ago). Last night we were on the ninth rep of jogging and he pushed me to jog out that rep until we reached his house, which put me at the 3:20 mark instead of 2:00. I was wiped, but proud of myself for pushing it there.
As far as diet, I'm just trying to take baby steps to start out. I don't want to start out as the diet nazi just to have my wife find me under a mountain of Cheeto's bags and Hoho wrappers in a month. So I'm really just working on portion control for the time being. One of the hardest things for me is to push away from the table when there is still food there. I'll eat until it's gone, and then feel sick later. I'm working on stopping where I know I should and letting it settle. Once I can get that monster back in it's cage, I'll work on cutting some of the crap out of my diet. My big vice is salty snacks. I love potato chips, fries, pub mix, etc, but have never been able to substitute anything for them. Veggies never work for me because I can't stand raw carrots etc without about a gallon of ranch to dip them in. I like sweets, but have a much easier time resisting them then the salty stuff.
So far everything seems to be working really well. I'm losing about a pound a day, give or take. I expected about as much to start with though. My feeling is that with all this excess weight, my body will be quite happy to expunge it at first. Once I lose the first bit though, it's gonna get hard. But, knowing is half the battle right? (GO JOE).
