Honesty, as they say, is the best policy. So, if I am being totally honest, I honestly sucked this week. Monday started with all of the gusto that any new diet/exercise plan does. I got up at 4:30 am, went to the gym, did about a half hour of cardio then lifted for 20 or so minutes. Felt pretty great really. While I was at school, I had this nagging bout of sneezing that seemed to grow in intensity. By Monday night it had turned into a full blown cold. An event, really...complete with swollen eyes, crusty nostrils, scratchy, sore thoat and congested chest. This bout of fun and adventure lasted until mid-Friday. I even missed school Tuesday. I was ill...So needless to say, there was no exercise for me any of the last four days this week.
As far as my diet went, Monday was pretty good, really good I'd say. The rest of the week went about like my cold -- downhill fast. Ate out every night except for Tuesday. My gastronomical festivities culminated with a Chili cookoff at our church. Nothing like deep vats of red meat and grease to get me back on track, huh! It did help that I was deemed the Chili Champion...for cooking it, not eating it...common misconception.
My body weight for the first week was 272 lbs. Before I post this weeks weight, remember, I just ate enough Chili to choke a cow (obviously a Cannibal Cow). The grand total for this week, (drum roll please...) 274.5 lbs! I am a fat pile of goo! The percent body fat that I promised in my first post will have to be monthly as Elizabeth has to bring home the device.
So, with Week 1 of 17 down the drain, it is time tighten up the belt, as if that hasn't occured on its own, and do better. The cold is now history, so it is time to burn up the gym, not the drive thru.
I can assure you this, next weeks post will be better.
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4 comments:
You can do it, Shrek! Losing out the cheesecake last night was a sign!
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Gall durn computers!!! I hate 'em... Even though I've been making my living with them for 20 years, they still piss me off...
One day at a time is BULLSHIT advice. As a above-average weight human, I can respond, "One minute at a time." Eyes on the prize, my friend....................... But, on the off chance that you die "un-expectedly", Elizabeth likes curly-heady guys, right?
Papa
My thoughts & prayes are with you. Kierie Elison, my friend...
gngb,
Ken
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