hey guys,
sorry if this is off topic for this thread..but i have been hitting some hurdles in my quest to lose weight lately and i was wondering if anyone had any suggestions. first, let me tell you my story.
i've always been a big guy. ever since i can remember i always had a gut sticking out on my belly and that just seemed to be a fact of life for me. i played all the sports and shit, soccer and baseball and especially hockey but it didn't really seem to help with the gut.
high school came around and i quit playing soccer and baseball, but i added football to my list of sports. because of football, i started lifting weights and soon i was really into it. i felt really good about myself for the most part and everything as good.
after high school i went straight to the oil rigs where i stayed until i got a taste of rigging in the middle of the night in the dead of winter and i decided it wasnt for me, so i went out and started driving truck.
i was hauling gravel for some guy in a small town and i was taking really good care of myself, walking every day and eating right and this is when i know i was in the best shape of my life. i was 200lbs (oh yea, i'm 5.8) so i was still chunky i dunno it must not have been too bad cause i remember getting looks from women quite often. in this small town i met the girl who would, after a very fast whirl wind of a romance, become my first wife.
so yea basically at this point i was 5'8, 200lbs and married. however this is where the trouble began. now, i say trouble because before i had always felt good about myself no matter what i weighed but after this i just felt really bad about it.
the sweet girl that i thought i married turned out to be a real bitch. just a couple of months after our honey moon her true colours began to shine through. since i was driving truck i would be gone a lot, but when i was home she proved to have a horrible temper that would go off at the drop of a pin. on occasion i would anger her enough that apparently the only way to calm herself was to start beating on me until she felt better. now say what you want about me being a pussy or whatever but i loved her so much that i never hit her back nor did i have the sense to leave. my friends did not care for her or the way she treated me and they told me to leave but i didn't, and as a result my friends soon started withdrawing.
now, the way i chose to deal with this marital drama seemed to be feeling sorry for myself and goin out and buying a bunch of fast food burgers or whatever and stuffing my face. i balooned up to god knows what, more than 270lbs+. i got arrested in may 2008 and when they weighed me i was 285lbs but i think at my highest point i was more than that but i dont know because the scale i got only goes to 270. i felt like shit, people wouldn't give me the time of day, etc. my wife and i were also having lots of problems and deep down i knew it wasnt meant to be. around february of this year i started dieting a little bit, no one really noticed but i did start to feel better.
then, this spring i went to go to work and when i woke up in the morning everything was covered in a white blanket of snow which in the gravel industry is no good so i went home, which was about a 4 hour drive. when i got home i went to take a piss and found a used condom floating around in the toilet and when i confronted my wife about it she said that i was fat and ugly and she wanted a divorce. lol.
anyway, this is when i decided i didn't want to be fat any more. i started walking daily and limiting what i eat and all that good shit. i worked at it quite a bit and this is the routine i fell into:
exercise - hit tread mill for 45 minutes @5% incline and 2.9km/hr and i do that then i go have a cigarette and do it again. it says that i burn 350 calories per 45 minute session
then i bust out 90 - 120 sit ups
then i rest for most of the rest of the day until maybe around 5 or 6pm i hit up the tread mill at the same settings for another half hour and it says that i burn 230 calories on that session
for food i eat a sandwich at lunch with 50 calories worth of cheese on it, 30 calories worth of turkey meat and one tomatoe and two pickles on it with a little bit of italian dressing on it. sometimes i have this tomatoe soup i make with canned tomatoes, macaroni noodles, and like four non salted crackers. for supper i usually go to sub way and get a foot long turkey sub with tomatoes, onions, pickles, banana peppers and italian sauce on it.
i'm not sure how long its been since i moved back to my parent's house. it hasnt been that long but i know when i got here i was 275-280lbs ( i got this by guessing at how much over the scale was) but now i am down to 260lbs.
my major problem is that lately i seem to have been sticking at 260lbs. its extremely frustrating because it is no cake walk and getting on that tread mill for two hours a day takes a lot of motivating for a fat guy like me. the exercise has always stayed the same, but lately i have been eating a couple bowls of this cut up fruit shit that includes strawberries, watermelon, cantelope, pineapples, and these weird green melon things. before i started doing this the pounds were literally melting off. do you guys think these fruit bowl things are what are causing me to stop losing weight? maybe my scale is fucked or somethin and it just seemed like i was melting off 1-2 pounds a day? should i stick with the exercise and being determined to actually be skinny for the first time in my life or is it just a pipe dream? and yea i do check my weight every morning and the last three days i been stuck at 260..just cause it seemed to be melting off so fast before though.
any comments or suggestions would be helpful...i'll check later to see if any of you had any suggestions or whatever, but as for right now....i got a tread mill to hit
sorry if this is off topic for this thread..but i have been hitting some hurdles in my quest to lose weight lately and i was wondering if anyone had any suggestions. first, let me tell you my story.
i've always been a big guy. ever since i can remember i always had a gut sticking out on my belly and that just seemed to be a fact of life for me. i played all the sports and shit, soccer and baseball and especially hockey but it didn't really seem to help with the gut.
high school came around and i quit playing soccer and baseball, but i added football to my list of sports. because of football, i started lifting weights and soon i was really into it. i felt really good about myself for the most part and everything as good.
after high school i went straight to the oil rigs where i stayed until i got a taste of rigging in the middle of the night in the dead of winter and i decided it wasnt for me, so i went out and started driving truck.
i was hauling gravel for some guy in a small town and i was taking really good care of myself, walking every day and eating right and this is when i know i was in the best shape of my life. i was 200lbs (oh yea, i'm 5.8) so i was still chunky i dunno it must not have been too bad cause i remember getting looks from women quite often. in this small town i met the girl who would, after a very fast whirl wind of a romance, become my first wife.
so yea basically at this point i was 5'8, 200lbs and married. however this is where the trouble began. now, i say trouble because before i had always felt good about myself no matter what i weighed but after this i just felt really bad about it.
the sweet girl that i thought i married turned out to be a real bitch. just a couple of months after our honey moon her true colours began to shine through. since i was driving truck i would be gone a lot, but when i was home she proved to have a horrible temper that would go off at the drop of a pin. on occasion i would anger her enough that apparently the only way to calm herself was to start beating on me until she felt better. now say what you want about me being a pussy or whatever but i loved her so much that i never hit her back nor did i have the sense to leave. my friends did not care for her or the way she treated me and they told me to leave but i didn't, and as a result my friends soon started withdrawing.
now, the way i chose to deal with this marital drama seemed to be feeling sorry for myself and goin out and buying a bunch of fast food burgers or whatever and stuffing my face. i balooned up to god knows what, more than 270lbs+. i got arrested in may 2008 and when they weighed me i was 285lbs but i think at my highest point i was more than that but i dont know because the scale i got only goes to 270. i felt like shit, people wouldn't give me the time of day, etc. my wife and i were also having lots of problems and deep down i knew it wasnt meant to be. around february of this year i started dieting a little bit, no one really noticed but i did start to feel better.
then, this spring i went to go to work and when i woke up in the morning everything was covered in a white blanket of snow which in the gravel industry is no good so i went home, which was about a 4 hour drive. when i got home i went to take a piss and found a used condom floating around in the toilet and when i confronted my wife about it she said that i was fat and ugly and she wanted a divorce. lol.
anyway, this is when i decided i didn't want to be fat any more. i started walking daily and limiting what i eat and all that good shit. i worked at it quite a bit and this is the routine i fell into:
exercise - hit tread mill for 45 minutes @5% incline and 2.9km/hr and i do that then i go have a cigarette and do it again. it says that i burn 350 calories per 45 minute session
then i bust out 90 - 120 sit ups
then i rest for most of the rest of the day until maybe around 5 or 6pm i hit up the tread mill at the same settings for another half hour and it says that i burn 230 calories on that session
for food i eat a sandwich at lunch with 50 calories worth of cheese on it, 30 calories worth of turkey meat and one tomatoe and two pickles on it with a little bit of italian dressing on it. sometimes i have this tomatoe soup i make with canned tomatoes, macaroni noodles, and like four non salted crackers. for supper i usually go to sub way and get a foot long turkey sub with tomatoes, onions, pickles, banana peppers and italian sauce on it.
i'm not sure how long its been since i moved back to my parent's house. it hasnt been that long but i know when i got here i was 275-280lbs ( i got this by guessing at how much over the scale was) but now i am down to 260lbs.
my major problem is that lately i seem to have been sticking at 260lbs. its extremely frustrating because it is no cake walk and getting on that tread mill for two hours a day takes a lot of motivating for a fat guy like me. the exercise has always stayed the same, but lately i have been eating a couple bowls of this cut up fruit shit that includes strawberries, watermelon, cantelope, pineapples, and these weird green melon things. before i started doing this the pounds were literally melting off. do you guys think these fruit bowl things are what are causing me to stop losing weight? maybe my scale is fucked or somethin and it just seemed like i was melting off 1-2 pounds a day? should i stick with the exercise and being determined to actually be skinny for the first time in my life or is it just a pipe dream? and yea i do check my weight every morning and the last three days i been stuck at 260..just cause it seemed to be melting off so fast before though.
any comments or suggestions would be helpful...i'll check later to see if any of you had any suggestions or whatever, but as for right now....i got a tread mill to hit