caddius
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Here it is. I am sick of it all. When I say all I mean the 120 extra pounds I haul around everyday. I am sick of it. I am always tired, Always worn out, and always feel like I would much rather be sitting down or sleeping than just about anything else. Practicaly every medical issue I have had over the past 8 years can all be contributed to my weight. I never thought I would let myself get this way, but I also never thought I would be sitting on my but 5-8 hours a day for a job either.
How it started.
I wasn't always over weight. When I went into the Navy I was 184 pounds, which is the most I weighed to that date, I lost 13 pounds in Boot, and was in awesome shape. For the most part of those 4 years I stayed under 190 and was working out quite often. The best shape I was in was in 97, just after a 6 month cruise in the Gulf, where there wasn't a McD's around and about all you did was work , eat, work out, sleep. But that was the beginning of the end. The end of that cruise was in April and in 3 month from that time I was heading home for good. So I did nothing. I stopped working out, was passing my job on to someone else so I did less in the office, ate and some fast food restaurant practicaly every day, and in 3 months time, gained about 20-25 pounds. And I didn't even see it. But my family did. I had come home right after the cruise, when I was still 170, then the next time they saw me I was closer to 200. Until I saw a picture, I didn't believe I looked all that different. Well as life changes, I noticed food is my comfort. I worked crazy hours, away from home, even at home it was all junk.
So over 8 years and 7 months, I have gained, 120 pounds. Do the math. It is sad.
What is it doing?
I have had numerous issues since I started gaining weight, there is all the obvious stuff, I hate how I look, I am just embarrassed about it, and have just got a different personality about it, like, hey I could care less, but actually I do care. I am tired a lot, but I am sick, all the time. I still have a little bit of something, that seems to be going away, but I was never sick this often before. I get pains in various places, I have had high cholesterol, high blood pressure, Gout, I had a hirneated disk in my back in '01 that I had to have surgery on.
Then there are all the little things. Crossing my legs while sitting is a feat now. Trying to lift my son from a sitting position causes stress on my back. My glasses leave nice impressions on the side of my head now, not just because I have a big head. Half my clothes don't fit right. How about things like, not being able to fit into some chairs, I have had chairs come up with me when I get up.
But the worst is, the effect it has on my family. What is life going to be like when my kids are older, are they going to be embarrassed of me, will I be able to play with them. Heck it's worse, I could die for not taking better care of myself. And what for, cause I really like Big Mac's? Cause it's easier to just let life float by?
I've tried this before.
About 3 years ago I decided to do the same thing, lets loose the weight, I can do it. And I did! I figured out a decent diet, that I could live with, (I'm a super picky eater) and in 3 months lost 44 pounds! I was on a roll. But As goes most of my life, I changed jobs. Found myself traveling the country, In Cincinnati one day, Colorado the next, Georgia the next. I was eating out a lot, and stopped trying to keep track of what I was eating. Soon after about 5 or 6 months, I had gained it all back. At least I didn't add any. So I know it works. I just takes a stable environment, and better dedication.
So here I am. I have just about had every possible life changing experience you can have in 3 months, New baby, new house, new job. But I am more stable now than ever. So lets just add to my list of life changing experiences. I am so sick of carrying 12 10-pound bag of potatoes around. Imagine doing everything you do, but with 12 bags of potatoes hanging off of you. You'd be tired wouldn't you? That is how I feel everyday. And I am sick of it. It's time to move on. I am 30 years old. I haven't been in shape since I was 21. Now that is just wrong. I spent all those years just adding to my misery.
Here's another thing that has got me going. I work at a Christian Athletic Camp. There are about 150-200 people that work here. I am the biggest one! I swear if someone even weighs CLOSE to what I way, it's all muscle. I mean there are a few larger people, just not as large as me. I wear 48 waist pants, and you know what, they are getting tight! WAL-MART DOESN'T CARRY LARGER THAN 48! I hate buying cloths, because I always think, well if I lose/gain weight, I won't be able to wear these....
Every time I eat junk, I always regret it, and yet I keep going back. It's convenient, quick, and tastes good, it just kills me after wards. I eat out almost everyday, and regret it almost everyday. I peace usually in the evening with whatever I can find, and stay up to late, which means I eat more. It's an endless cycle. And I just keep.....not.....peddeling.....hmmmm that didn't work.
So here is the bottom line. I need to lose 120 pounds. At a normal guys loses 2 pounds a week thingy, I figure I can lose 120 in a year. So that is my goal. Sounds big. But I have to do it. I am so sick of how I feel all the time.
So how do I do it?
One of the worst problems I had last time, luckily, I am already over. Mountain Dew. I gave up caffeine about 4 months ago, and that included the Dew. That was tough. But I knew what I was up against, and I had to, cause I was drinking it at like 2 liters a day. Addition sucks, I am glad I was addicted to caffeine over other things, but addiction sucks. Kinda like Cable TV.
I have to learn to eat better. Period. It's so easy to run out and grab Fast food on my lunch, but why not just think ahead and bring better stuff to work. Why is that so hard? Why not even just stop at the grocery and grab some fruit or something. Why is that so hard? Has Laziness so overcome me that I can't even go after the better food, or am I actually addicted to bad food?
So here it is, simple
1. Eat Breakfast everyday
2. Eat Decent foods for lunch, mostly fruit
3. No junk food, no fast food, no soda
4. Do some form of exercise everyday
5. One helping only at dinner.
6. Drink water.
7. No Eating after 8pm
8. In bed no later than 11pm
I'll Add to that list later I'm sure. It's time. I'm sick & tired of being sick & tired of being tired & sick.
I think I will start a whole new blog just for this reason.
Here it is. I am sick of it all. When I say all I mean the 120 extra pounds I haul around everyday. I am sick of it. I am always tired, Always worn out, and always feel like I would much rather be sitting down or sleeping than just about anything else. Practicaly every medical issue I have had over the past 8 years can all be contributed to my weight. I never thought I would let myself get this way, but I also never thought I would be sitting on my but 5-8 hours a day for a job either.
How it started.
I wasn't always over weight. When I went into the Navy I was 184 pounds, which is the most I weighed to that date, I lost 13 pounds in Boot, and was in awesome shape. For the most part of those 4 years I stayed under 190 and was working out quite often. The best shape I was in was in 97, just after a 6 month cruise in the Gulf, where there wasn't a McD's around and about all you did was work , eat, work out, sleep. But that was the beginning of the end. The end of that cruise was in April and in 3 month from that time I was heading home for good. So I did nothing. I stopped working out, was passing my job on to someone else so I did less in the office, ate and some fast food restaurant practicaly every day, and in 3 months time, gained about 20-25 pounds. And I didn't even see it. But my family did. I had come home right after the cruise, when I was still 170, then the next time they saw me I was closer to 200. Until I saw a picture, I didn't believe I looked all that different. Well as life changes, I noticed food is my comfort. I worked crazy hours, away from home, even at home it was all junk.
So over 8 years and 7 months, I have gained, 120 pounds. Do the math. It is sad.
What is it doing?
I have had numerous issues since I started gaining weight, there is all the obvious stuff, I hate how I look, I am just embarrassed about it, and have just got a different personality about it, like, hey I could care less, but actually I do care. I am tired a lot, but I am sick, all the time. I still have a little bit of something, that seems to be going away, but I was never sick this often before. I get pains in various places, I have had high cholesterol, high blood pressure, Gout, I had a hirneated disk in my back in '01 that I had to have surgery on.
Then there are all the little things. Crossing my legs while sitting is a feat now. Trying to lift my son from a sitting position causes stress on my back. My glasses leave nice impressions on the side of my head now, not just because I have a big head. Half my clothes don't fit right. How about things like, not being able to fit into some chairs, I have had chairs come up with me when I get up.
But the worst is, the effect it has on my family. What is life going to be like when my kids are older, are they going to be embarrassed of me, will I be able to play with them. Heck it's worse, I could die for not taking better care of myself. And what for, cause I really like Big Mac's? Cause it's easier to just let life float by?
I've tried this before.
About 3 years ago I decided to do the same thing, lets loose the weight, I can do it. And I did! I figured out a decent diet, that I could live with, (I'm a super picky eater) and in 3 months lost 44 pounds! I was on a roll. But As goes most of my life, I changed jobs. Found myself traveling the country, In Cincinnati one day, Colorado the next, Georgia the next. I was eating out a lot, and stopped trying to keep track of what I was eating. Soon after about 5 or 6 months, I had gained it all back. At least I didn't add any. So I know it works. I just takes a stable environment, and better dedication.
So here I am. I have just about had every possible life changing experience you can have in 3 months, New baby, new house, new job. But I am more stable now than ever. So lets just add to my list of life changing experiences. I am so sick of carrying 12 10-pound bag of potatoes around. Imagine doing everything you do, but with 12 bags of potatoes hanging off of you. You'd be tired wouldn't you? That is how I feel everyday. And I am sick of it. It's time to move on. I am 30 years old. I haven't been in shape since I was 21. Now that is just wrong. I spent all those years just adding to my misery.
Here's another thing that has got me going. I work at a Christian Athletic Camp. There are about 150-200 people that work here. I am the biggest one! I swear if someone even weighs CLOSE to what I way, it's all muscle. I mean there are a few larger people, just not as large as me. I wear 48 waist pants, and you know what, they are getting tight! WAL-MART DOESN'T CARRY LARGER THAN 48! I hate buying cloths, because I always think, well if I lose/gain weight, I won't be able to wear these....
Every time I eat junk, I always regret it, and yet I keep going back. It's convenient, quick, and tastes good, it just kills me after wards. I eat out almost everyday, and regret it almost everyday. I peace usually in the evening with whatever I can find, and stay up to late, which means I eat more. It's an endless cycle. And I just keep.....not.....peddeling.....hmmmm that didn't work.
So here is the bottom line. I need to lose 120 pounds. At a normal guys loses 2 pounds a week thingy, I figure I can lose 120 in a year. So that is my goal. Sounds big. But I have to do it. I am so sick of how I feel all the time.
So how do I do it?
One of the worst problems I had last time, luckily, I am already over. Mountain Dew. I gave up caffeine about 4 months ago, and that included the Dew. That was tough. But I knew what I was up against, and I had to, cause I was drinking it at like 2 liters a day. Addition sucks, I am glad I was addicted to caffeine over other things, but addiction sucks. Kinda like Cable TV.
I have to learn to eat better. Period. It's so easy to run out and grab Fast food on my lunch, but why not just think ahead and bring better stuff to work. Why is that so hard? Why not even just stop at the grocery and grab some fruit or something. Why is that so hard? Has Laziness so overcome me that I can't even go after the better food, or am I actually addicted to bad food?
So here it is, simple
1. Eat Breakfast everyday
2. Eat Decent foods for lunch, mostly fruit
3. No junk food, no fast food, no soda
4. Do some form of exercise everyday
5. One helping only at dinner.
6. Drink water.
7. No Eating after 8pm
8. In bed no later than 11pm
I'll Add to that list later I'm sure. It's time. I'm sick & tired of being sick & tired of being tired & sick.
I think I will start a whole new blog just for this reason.
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