It is time to refocus, because I have to.
This weekend was worse case scenario for me where eating goes, Saturday for whatever reason I was very easy on myself where grabbing the random candy went but for the most part stayed within my calorie range if not over by 100-200 but I did not drink enough and I was up late Friday and Saturday night, when I say late I mean 2:00am-ish.
Easter Sunday was a disaster and I had the willpower of a 10 year old at a candy buffet, The day started off well enough with wify making omelets for breakfast but I did grab a piece of french toast after I ate the omelet, not so bad as it was early. The kids were rummaging through their Easter baskets and I had bought myself a box of 4 cadbury eggs a few nights ago with the intention of eating one per day on top of my calories for Easter weekend as a treat, so out came the box and before we left for Easter dinner at wifys family's place I had eaten 2 of the eggs among other random morsels of goodness, this was all before 1:00PM.
Upon arriving at Wifys aunts house I was promptly handed a Sam Adams white ale and as it was a holiday I don't count calories on holidays I accepted. Before too long I had consumed 2 Sam Adams and a Spaten and meandered into the back yard where the "man folk" were boiling clams and grilling hot dogs, I was handed another Spaten and a couple clams, again I obliged. Dinner was being served at this time and it was buffet style everyone brought something but wify asked if I wanted to wait until everyone was done so that we could take our time after the dinner bell madness died down and that's what we did, I stayed outside watching the kids look for eggs and chatting with the fellas around the grill.
The madness died down and wify asked if I was hungry and that I was! I am 4 beers and a nipper of brandy into my day here and my judgment was not the best at that point judging by the decisions that were made. Scalloped potatoes with bacon, curry rice and veggies, ham, grilled hot dogs, tortellini, eggplant parm and cheese cake cupcakes were among the bounty and surely some of that has attached itself to my ass by this morning. I ate like I use to eat back about 2 years ago, After dinner a red stripe and another nipper of brandy went down and it was time to decorate cupcakes with the kids and it is now roughly 3:30pm.
There was literally no holding back and its time to take my lumps like a big boy (again literally on the big boy part) I drank less than 1/2 gallon of water and zero tea during Saturday and Sunday as a whole. I was up until 2:00 am Friday and Saturday nights and last night was 1:30 am, This IS NOT good for my weight loss regimen! today I cannot stay out of the bathroom and I feel like shit, I am disappointed in myself for having ANOTHER bad weekend and I am sore and tired today. Flashback to 2 years ago and I was not able to walk around the block, I was eating like I ate on Easter EVERY day, I was "feeling like shit" all of the time and here I am by my own hand having a day like that? I will say it here and I have already told my wife, NO MORE of that kind of day. This does not mean that I am dropping my "no counting on holidaze" rule, it just means that even though I am not counting that I need to stay reasonable with the intake on these occasions.
Bottom line, I deserve to feel like crap today mentally and physically and I accept my lumps. A lot of the time I get comments and emails saying that I inspire someone or am doing a helluva job on the weight loss front but this time it is I that dropped that ball that you see rolling into the street but this post is me refusing to chase it into the path of the truck that I see coming up the road. I figure if I can write a blog about how wonderful and great I am doing in this weight loss game that I can pop a not so good look at a day in the life of as well, so there it is.
This morning I weighed in at 355 pounds, I KNOW that there is water retention and bloating within that number but it is what it is and seeing a number above 350 on that scale again when I am so close to losing 200 total pounds sucked and I cannot say it any more simply than that. Today marks the beginning of the new beginning as I have had a not so good couple of weeks now and I HAVE to get it rolling in the right direction again, so its on...
This weekend was worse case scenario for me where eating goes, Saturday for whatever reason I was very easy on myself where grabbing the random candy went but for the most part stayed within my calorie range if not over by 100-200 but I did not drink enough and I was up late Friday and Saturday night, when I say late I mean 2:00am-ish.
Easter Sunday was a disaster and I had the willpower of a 10 year old at a candy buffet, The day started off well enough with wify making omelets for breakfast but I did grab a piece of french toast after I ate the omelet, not so bad as it was early. The kids were rummaging through their Easter baskets and I had bought myself a box of 4 cadbury eggs a few nights ago with the intention of eating one per day on top of my calories for Easter weekend as a treat, so out came the box and before we left for Easter dinner at wifys family's place I had eaten 2 of the eggs among other random morsels of goodness, this was all before 1:00PM.
Upon arriving at Wifys aunts house I was promptly handed a Sam Adams white ale and as it was a holiday I don't count calories on holidays I accepted. Before too long I had consumed 2 Sam Adams and a Spaten and meandered into the back yard where the "man folk" were boiling clams and grilling hot dogs, I was handed another Spaten and a couple clams, again I obliged. Dinner was being served at this time and it was buffet style everyone brought something but wify asked if I wanted to wait until everyone was done so that we could take our time after the dinner bell madness died down and that's what we did, I stayed outside watching the kids look for eggs and chatting with the fellas around the grill.
The madness died down and wify asked if I was hungry and that I was! I am 4 beers and a nipper of brandy into my day here and my judgment was not the best at that point judging by the decisions that were made. Scalloped potatoes with bacon, curry rice and veggies, ham, grilled hot dogs, tortellini, eggplant parm and cheese cake cupcakes were among the bounty and surely some of that has attached itself to my ass by this morning. I ate like I use to eat back about 2 years ago, After dinner a red stripe and another nipper of brandy went down and it was time to decorate cupcakes with the kids and it is now roughly 3:30pm.
There was literally no holding back and its time to take my lumps like a big boy (again literally on the big boy part) I drank less than 1/2 gallon of water and zero tea during Saturday and Sunday as a whole. I was up until 2:00 am Friday and Saturday nights and last night was 1:30 am, This IS NOT good for my weight loss regimen! today I cannot stay out of the bathroom and I feel like shit, I am disappointed in myself for having ANOTHER bad weekend and I am sore and tired today. Flashback to 2 years ago and I was not able to walk around the block, I was eating like I ate on Easter EVERY day, I was "feeling like shit" all of the time and here I am by my own hand having a day like that? I will say it here and I have already told my wife, NO MORE of that kind of day. This does not mean that I am dropping my "no counting on holidaze" rule, it just means that even though I am not counting that I need to stay reasonable with the intake on these occasions.
Bottom line, I deserve to feel like crap today mentally and physically and I accept my lumps. A lot of the time I get comments and emails saying that I inspire someone or am doing a helluva job on the weight loss front but this time it is I that dropped that ball that you see rolling into the street but this post is me refusing to chase it into the path of the truck that I see coming up the road. I figure if I can write a blog about how wonderful and great I am doing in this weight loss game that I can pop a not so good look at a day in the life of as well, so there it is.
This morning I weighed in at 355 pounds, I KNOW that there is water retention and bloating within that number but it is what it is and seeing a number above 350 on that scale again when I am so close to losing 200 total pounds sucked and I cannot say it any more simply than that. Today marks the beginning of the new beginning as I have had a not so good couple of weeks now and I HAVE to get it rolling in the right direction again, so its on...
As Ever
Me
The worse day since starting this weight loss thang...
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Oleh
mohammed
