Week one is in the books. I have to say it was a good week. The fat skinny guy inside me is happy–a little tired but happy nonetheless. I took my “before” picture (above) and after one week of faithfully exercising, a bout with stomach flu and eating properly I have lost 13 lbs.
This is when I would normally celebrate with a large bowl of Bear Claw Ice Cream and chocolate chip cookies (Great, now I really want that). Thankfully, the fat skinny guy inside is in control and wants to keep the momentum rolling.
I joined a gym. It is in the same parking lot as the restaurant I manage. I have gone 5 times in the past week. I have worked mostly on the exercise bike. I like the elliptic glider as it allows me to run without putting too much pressure on my knees. I fear, however that I may be a little too heavy for them yet. They have a tendency to cry out in protest with every revolution of the wheel announcing loudly to all around, “A fat guy is exercising”. So for now I am content to bike and use the treadmill for my cool down time.
I haven’t gotten into the weights yet. That seems a little daunting as that portion of the gym is largely populated by overly muscular men and women grunting with each rep. I may venture over there someday but it’ll have to be later on when I don’t feel like a kid trying to join an adult conversation.
As far as food goes I have made good choices this week (yeah me). One of my cooks is very excited for me and has vowed to only make me healthy food while at work (even if I order something unhealthy). I downloaded an app to my phone which allows me to track what I’m eating. I think that having to type it in my phone (and post here) has helped me. I don’t want to have to post something bad so I’m not eating it.
I did struggle a little at times. Wednesday night after work I did not want to exercise at all. I was tired and I wanted to go home and sleep. I sat in the car for and extra five minutes but I finally found the will power (knowing that I would have to record my failure here helped a lot). On the way home I was starving as it had been about 7 hours since I’d eaten and I worked hard and then exercised. I pulled into the only place open at 4:00 am. Jeff in the Cube (names have been changed to avoid any legal trouble)!
I pulled out my phone and looked at the calorie count. I quickly realized that not only was there nothing on the menu under 600 calories but I didn’t want to eat that many. Did you read that? “I DIDN’T want to”. This is a first for me. I always WANT to. But thankfully all that dieting and exercise seems to have started to change my “want to”.
So I’m off to a good start. Thanks to all those at work and home who have pushed me and encouraged me this week. I appreciate you.