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Lost another 2lbs this week………………this makes 11 weeks in a row since I decided enough was enough………it feels great to be somewhat in control…………Wednesday is my weigh-in day…………I only weigh once a week……….my scale brain can really sabotage my efforts……….I cant fully explain the verbal volleyball my thoughts are like on weigh-in day……..daily I pray that my plan is working and have faith that I will lose weight……..on weigh-in day I start sweating………..this morning I did my 25 mins on the treadmill…………ate some light protein and several servings of fruit………….feeling really great……..felt of sense of well being………….lucky enough to have a gym in my building……….get to work out in the middle of the day………….take a shower and get to finish the work day felling like a king………..but not on Wednesday……in the middle of my work out……….I start getting very nervous………..scale time is coming soon……….bam in the middle of my work out…………vision of cheese cake hits me……there was this chees cake that I bought to bring in to work for a co workers birthday……….it didnt happen the cake was calling me name……….Georgie come eat me………….I resisted and stayed strong…………I got the cake out of my house………..the only problem is that is was one mile away only and the mile was my girlfriends house……..I reisted and stayed strong………….for 3 days I heard the cake calling me name………….Georgie once slice wont kill you……….I stayed strong and resisted……………..until Sunday……….I had a couple a good workouts under my belt and figured what the heck……………before I ate it…………I read the label…………..one slice 500 Calories and only 320 were from fat…………..that is about a day and a half of fat calories that I normally consume………..I know I know I got off point…………….but this is the crazy cames that my scale brain plays with me…………very happy that I lost 2 lbs……………I can do this I will do this……………

The freight train; weight loss is back on track………….after a one lb loss last week this week lost 3lbs and made my second mini goal………….reset the next mini goal to 219…………..total weight loss in 10 weeks has been 29 lbs………..Toot…………..toot…………..the little engine that could…………..

Wednesday is my only wiegh in day…………………my fat brain always gives me a problem on weigh in day…………this week I knew the number of the scale was going to be short………last week had a many meals off plan……….and to make matters worse……….on weigh in day………….had a big lunch off plan………….the lunch was free so the fat brain ate too much for lunch………….I weigh in after I work out and instead skipping my work out and weigh in I forced it in…………I had only lost a lb for the week…………..so I wrote my little weekly blog and off course you get the same blah blah (a pound is a pound is a pound is a pound is a pound) of course this didnt help me because I have a fat brain…….my whole sense of being is now slightly off kilter…………so now its V day………….so all my fat brain could think about is that it means another meal on the way that is going to be off plan……did the right thing and ate all the right foods during the day………….so I could eat pizza with the girlfriend and the kids………..of course since my fat brain is full of chatter and bad thoughts I ate too much pizza and had the cheese sticks dipped in melted garlice butter………..ate a half a donut……….something that I have been staying away from……my first piece of cake in 9 weeks………..also ate another slice of pizza right before I went to sleep……….didnt sleep that well that night…………..the next morning got up and started my morning treadmill work………I listen to Joyce Meyers………..one of those………TV ministers………….and bam………..I got hit with the message I needed…………..she was talking about focusing on the journey instead of focusing on the outcome………..this is exactly what I was doing……………my fat brain was focusing on that minor setback……..it was no focusing on the journey………my skinny brain started to kick in…………I was now focusing on the fact that I lost 26lbs………….my bp is 112/68………my cholesterol is 198……….I exercise everyday………..wearing size 40 jeans………the great feeling I get from eating 6 or more servings of fruits and vegatables daily……….that my mind is clear and not carbo and chemically (nitrates and msg) in a fog…………so I need to focus and enjoy this journey…………..my skinny brain needs to help me focus that these are lifetime changes……..and that if I have confidence in God and my plan…………..I will arrive safely at my destination………….and does it really matter when I get there…………please fat brain go away and leave me alone……

okay in this for the long haul………………only 1lb this week…………..there were reasons……………..ate too many meals that were off plan………..sometimes life does get in the way……….wish I had lost more really want to say I weight 2 twentysomething…………….need to stay on plan but there is another long weekend coming up and lets not forget Valentines Day………..

Happy Valentines Day to all my Buddyslim ladies……………………muah!!!

today is weigh in day…………..lost another 3 lbs……………8 weeks and counting………….

Last Super Bowl Sunday I woke up and my head was about to explode, since Thursday I was on a all out binge that consisted of drinking and eating Percosets like they were candy.  When I tried to get out of bed I bent over to put my socks on and nearly fainted from just bending over and that’s when I noticed that my ankles were the size of softballs.  A feeling of impending doom came over my entire being because I thought I was having a massive heart attack had all the signs the fluid retention and I was having a problem breathing.  

You see I was having a really hard time handling chemo treatments, last year I had 3 pneumonia’s and other complications.  The chemo was taking a toll on my heart, my resting heart rate would be as high as 130.   The only thing the helped me get through the treatments was steroids there was only one problem the doctor thought they could be the culprit for my racing heart and she had me discontinue them. 

I was looking at this Vegas trip as one of those things I must do before I die.  So against doctors orders I started taking the steroids again to help me though my treatments and to get over the pneumonia.  So that Sunday morning I had good reason to believe that I was in trouble and not to alarm the people that I was travelling with with I kept quiet and hoped for the best.  I layed in bed that morning and prayed to God that if he forgived me for being such an ass and that if he got me through this I would never again abuse my body the way I was.  I am a single parent with twin 17 year old girls and all I could think about was what a shitty parent I was, playing russian roulette with my life, like losing one parent isn’t bad enough I was carrying on like twenty year old who doesn’t realize how fragile life is and that it could be over at any time.  So for the remainder of the trip I stopped taking the steroids, drugs and didn’t abuse alcohol.

The remainder of the year was very difficult, for most people think the major side effect of chemo is nausea but that wasn’t bad and can be controlled.  Chemo leaves you physically exhausted every day and since I am the sole provider I needed to work and everyday I was was exhausted needed to pull over on the way home from work to sleep or I might have a wreck and we all know how being exhausted makes us feel mentally.  The treatments were over in November and each day more health is coming back.

So this Super Bowl Sunday I am happy to say I feel absolutely great and I am so grateful to God for restoring my health.  Since I promised to take better care of myself I have stopped using all pain killers, I only use alcohol on rare occasions.   Last year at this time I weighed 265 lbs my present weight is 235lbs and on the move downward.  I have been exercising 7 days a week and my blood pressure is 110/70, my cholesterol is on the way down 198 and my resting pulse rate is in the low 70’s.

This is the first time that I have told anyone about what kind of shape I was in last year, my girlfriend doesn’t know, I met her after the Super Bowl but wouldn’t let her know how out of control I was.   It feels great to have a second chance and I plan on making the most of it, it has taken me 49 years to realize how amazing the human body is and as with any type of machine it needs to be maintained properly or it will break down.

This morning I did 45 minutes of weight training and 60 mins of cardio.  Looking forward to a nice day and watching the Super Bowl, I will eat some of the treats but will not binge out.

LETS GO GIANTS!!!!!!!!!!!