The last week or two, I’ve struggled with my journey. Mudder Lovers, I’m not bullshitting you when I say that the road ahead is difficult. It’s hard to keep working when you don’t see the results you want as quick as you’d like.
My dad used to say, “Son, take care of the pennies, and the dollars will take care of themselves.” That statement is all about not reaching the goal, but about building the habit. Focus on taking one day at a time, and you will eventually get to where you want to go.
Anyhoo, during my downtime, I’ve been reading a really fun blog written by a really fun guy. The blog is I Came to Get Down, and it’s documenting a journey undertaken by the writer, Tony Flags, to slim down. Quick posts, but they pack a lot of punch. Milestones, emotions–they’re in here. It’s like a public journal about a struggle that, for some, can be a private hell. I Came to Get Down is, to me, one man talking about his way out of said hell, but he’s doing it all cool-like while sippin’ a brew. Because he can. Because Tony Flags is cooler than the other side of the pillow on ice in Alaska with Ice Cube drinkin’ a Coors Light. Check it out, get motivated, and get to work!
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Two weeks ago, my workplace started a weight-loss competition. It’s our office versus another office, and it’s based on percentage of weight lost. The competition lasts for three months total. The winning office gets a cookout–which, isn’t that fucking hysterical?–and the top performer from each office wins $500.
Five. Hundred. Fucking. Dollars. Yes, please.
To claim this magnificent prize, and get closer to TM status, I’ve become much more hardcore with calorie tracking. I’ve switched from The Daily Plate to MyFitnessPal, mainly because of the interface. And by interface, I mean HOW AWESOME IS THAT BARCODE SCANNER TO ADD FOOD, AMIRITE?!
Ahem…I’m also looking for a C25K app so I can get my digital run on and track my progress. I figure I should harness the motivation to track calories, and transfer some of it to building up my running endurance.
The only downside to this whole competition thing is that I have to weigh myself once a week. I’m not really a big fan of the scale, as it makes me start playing the numbers game in my head. I’m even particular about which scale I weight myself on–the gym I’m a member of has three locations, and I sincerely believe that two of them hire a leprechaun to stand on the scale behind you when you get on. On the plus side, I’ve actually lost ten pounds in the last two weeks, which is more than I’d done in the past couple months of training. That timeframe includes a trip back home, where I usually eat like shit. I don’t believe I can keep that level of progress up–that’d be 20 pounds a month, which isn’t healthy–but I believe I can keep my weight trending down.
I’ll try to keep you posted on the competition. And if I win the grand prize, I’ll be sure to gloat and boast and brag a bunch in a special post.
Keep workin’, Mudder Lovers.
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Yesterday, I had my first gym failure.
I was under the bench at 125 pounds. I got the first three sets easy, and the fourth set came with a bit of struggle. The fifth set, I really thought I could get it. I took a longer break, got some water, then took a deep breath and positioned myself under the bar.
I know, training is about building endurance and sometimes you fail but just get back on the horse blah blah goddamn. I know that outside of the gym. But inside the gym, I hated failing. Hated. It really burned me up. Putting the weight back on the rack, with the assistance of my spotter after having NOT completed everything I set out to do, was upsetting.
But, I’ll get it soon. I refuse to be ten short of a plate for eternity.
I’m done bitching, Mudder Lovers. Keep training, and keep your head up.
Today was my first day back in the gym, after being out for two weeks. The first week I took off due to injury–a trip to Columbus involved over 10 hours of standing or walking on concrete, which destroyed my knees and back. The second week was more due to laziness. When I got to the gym, I though I would have a lot of ground to make up. Imagine my surprise when I added ten pounds to my bench, and 25 to my barbell row.
In. Fucking. Sane.
Glad to be back and posting. New smartphone, so hopefully more data and pictures to come.