Missed the Gym

Today I overslept. I stayed up too late and didn't get to the gym. I felt especially bad as when I stepped onto the scale I had another weight decrease and now I'm anxious that tomorrow's weigh-in will see an up-tick. Ugh.

I've been pretty dilligent in tracking my calories on MyFitnessPal.com. It's a pretty sweet resource, and the database of foods available is pretty rad. The hardest part of tracking is when I don't have a great day; my compulsion is to not enter and avoid tracking, but really that's when I need to do it the most. It's such a weird sense of denial.

Anyway, I'm still focused. :)

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Sodium is a Problem

This morning I stepped on the scale and was hit with a rude awakening. I was up 1.5 pounds.

I track my workout, calories and other nutritional facts through myfitnesspal.com, and according to that I was only off my calories by ~300. That number means I was still under 2000 for the day. I've also worked out every day this week. So, why was my scale number so far off?

Sodium.

I was over in my daily sodium by almost double.

I'd had a Subway sandwich for lunch, and wowza -- turns out that sandwich alone is too much sodium for me!

I'm going to hit the gym tonight. I'm hoping that I'm able to sweat out some of this water that I'm holding onto so that tomorrow brings a better result.

Watch the levels of sodium in your diet!

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Week 2 and things are still happening

Okay, so I had a bit of a layoff on Friday (my day off training) and Saturday (I was out of town). I still saw a bit of a drop on the scale after those two days, so that's good. And it's Wednesday now and I've been losing weight every day this week, so that's good too.

My goal is to be under 300 pounds by Christmas of 2013.

I've found that goals need to be five things:
Specific (under 300 pounds)
Measurable (I can get on the scale and weigh myself)
Yours (this is my goal, not my wife's goal for me)
Time-sensitive (December 25th, 2013)
Written Down (this blog post)

I now have something to aim for. I'm intentional. I'm motivated. I'm dedicated. I will make my goal, and I'll do it NOW.

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Early Wins

I have a fairly long commute to and from work each day. Twenty minutes into the drive I pass a McDonalds. Last winter I started treating myself to a breakfast sandwich/hashbrowns/soda once a week on the drive. It was a nice way to warm up on a cold Minnesota morning, and put a smile on my face.

Soon once a week became twice became daily. And my order changed too; no longer was one sandwich enough, now I was ordering two sandwiches. All-told, I was consuming somewhere around 1000 calories before I even started my workday!

Bad as that is, there's something worse. See, a hefty McDonalds trip in the morning meant that when I got to the office, I took a second trip, this time to the bathroom. And it wasn't pretty. And often I'd take two bathroom trips to take a dump during my workday.

The past three morning I've skipped my breakfast stop at McDonalds, opting instead for a fruit and yogurt parfait and a bottle of water from the health center.

I haven't had sloppy shits.

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The Value of Two in a Row

This morning my alarm went off at 5:45. I'd been laying awake for five minutes prior to the breezy chime, debating the merits of turning it off before it made a sound, then rolling over.

I didn't.

I got up, zombie-walked around my room, and bumped into the door to the bathroom. I'm sure I woke my wife up, but she didn't seem to mind. Frankly, I think she was thrilled.

I'm not a morning-person. I hate mornings. I have no issues staying up late at night until 2am, but to wake up before 8am? That's my version of Hell. And yet, there I was, getting it together and getting to the gym.

I'm just at the starting line of my weight-loss, so I'm not yet able to take success from actual scale numbers yet, but when it comes to a non-scale victory I can take pride in getting up and making it to the gym two days in a row.

(no weigh-in this morning. I don't have a routine of when I'm weighing in down yet. Right away? After gym, during shower-time? At night before bed? I'll decide that later this week.)

My life is a loop.

Today is my 2nd anniversary with my wife.

Jeez... I've been trying to find a follow-up sentance, but one isn't available. Something to encapsulate my failures or how I've gained back all the weight I lost years ago. I can't. I don't even know how to write a blog post anymore. Sorry, this is going to be a messy, messy fight.

To my wife and son, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have ever let this happen. And to me... You know how hard it was the first time, and how often you've failed trying to reignite in the years since. It's time. Daily. Mornings. Time to eat this turd sandwich you've made.

Day 1 of the rest of my life.

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