Back on Track

My diet isn't 100% clean but it doesn't always have to be if you respect the portion control theory. I enjoyed some pasta with cream sauce, a tart, and some cake yesterday. The old me would have gone to town on the aforementioned food but the new me knew when to say when.

Lately injuries to my knee and toe have bothered me so I've had to take the workouts down a notch. Fortunately, I have surpassed my initial weight loss goal. I'm less than ten pounds away from getting down to my weight during my senior year of college. Unfortunately, I'm not nearly as chiseled as I was then. That's not super important to me these days. I look and feel better than I have in a long time.

Nowadays, exercise and eating right is about health and wellness, not getting laid.

Lent

Thank God for Lent (literally). On a less serious note, I'm giving up alcohol and McDonald's. I haven't drank much of anything this year (three light beers since January 1, 2010). From a social standpoint, most people find that weird. It's not that I can't have alcohol for health reasons. I'm not a Mormon. So why not drink, right? It's hard to explain, but for the next 40 plus days, I can pull out the Lent card.

Lazy Monday

It upsets me when I get lazy. I don't get too mad when other people are lazy, unless I'm counting on them for something. When it comes to me not coming through, I get pissed. Laziness is ugly and a waste of precious time. There's nothing more disappointing than letting yourself down.

Get your shit together, man!

Pace Yourself

This week I've only lost a pound. Thank you, Joe for making me think you were getting engaged (I had a couple brewskies) and thanks to Peez for those damn good pulled pork sammy's at the Super Bowl party. I'm not here to make excuses, but I think this week was good because, as the last post stated, I was losing too much weight too fast. I'm about seven pounds (thank you, Will Smith) away from my original goal and seventeen pounds away from my weight during my senior year at Cal. Living a healthy lifestyle does take hard work. It's much easier to order a twenty piece and a number one super sized than to hit the farmer's market and prepare a meal. It's easier to watch America's Best Dance Crew instead of hitting the gym. It's easier to have an old fashioned than to do planks. It takes commitment and discipline. You don't have to workout intensely or be a food freak to change your ways. Remember, it's a lifestyle. Do what's right for you and think of your long term health and well being.

Valentine

I was working in my hometown yesterday so I crashed at my parent's house. With Valentine's Day around the corner, I couldn't help but think of love. The first thing that came to mind was seeing through the years how much my parents love each other. Sure, they get mad at each other every now and again, but for the most part, they not only are kind and respectful to each other--they're loving and affectionate. They're a great example of what "true love" is all about. My mom and dad not only love each other more than they love themselves but they love my sister, grandparents, and I in the same selfless manner.

This tells me that I've got a lot of growing up to do. In life it's not always about putting yourself first. Someday I'll get there. Happy Valentine's Day (two days early)!

All or Nothing at All

I talked to my physical therapist Friday and she is a little worried that I'm losing so much weight so fast. She's absolutely right. I had a little hiccup in my workout plan. I consumed two Miller Lights over the weekend thinking my roomate was having an engagement party happy hour--I was wrong. This wasn't too big a deal. I avoided drinking on my buddy's birthday and on Super Bowl Sunday which showed that I have some discipline. It's so hard for me not to dive all the way in. Much like Frank, it's "All or Nothing at All" for me.

Closer

This morning's weigh-in went well. After three weeks of working hard at the gym and eating clean, I've dropped fifteen pounds. I'm still not where I want to be (looking ripped to shreds when I was in Playgirl circa 2004), but the good news is that I'm two pounds lighter than I was last year before I gained all the weight in the last half of 2009. I've met one short term goal. Our next checkpoint is eight pounds away. I can do this. The best part is, I don't even miss drinking or eating poorly.

Sobriety

Tomorrow marks a month of sobriety. Half of it was by choice, the other half had to do with my back injury and the meds that I was on (some of you may say that taking meds negate sobriety--whatever). I don't even smoke, but in reading an article about the potential legalization of weed, I thought to myself that alcohol is so much more dangerous and harmful than marijuana (asthmatics keep your comments to yourselves). Hopefully the 100% tax on it helps our state out too.