I weighed in on Sunday, December 26th, at 364.2. That’s atrocious. It’s a little embarrassing. But it’s changing.

I made the decision to not wait until January 1st to “reboot” my “diet,” and I’m glad for it. I ate so much food over the holidays, I literally felt fatter. My energy was lower; it just doesn’t seem worth it.

I’m going to weigh in only twice a week now. I’m going to weigh at home on Sunday morning with Tina, and I’ll weigh in at my meetings on Tuesday at Weight Watchers. I’m only going to report my Sunday weigh-ins here, though. 2011 will see me restart my Themed Weigh-Ins. I will do my level best to post every Sunday. I hope I can make it the whole year without missing a single Sunday. Let’s see.

The scale has often ruled my life. I’m going to make an effort to keep that from happening, and the first step is to eliminate the daily (and sometimes multiple-times-a-day) weigh-ins. Twice a week is more than good enough, and it’s only twice because of Weight Watchers. At home, I will only get on the scale on Sunday mornings.

I’ll have a Resolution Post on New Year’s Eve. Some people hate making them, but I’ve always loved it. Some I have stuck to; others I have not.

But this post is going to be about the amazing changes that have happened in my life in 2010. Even though I weigh more now than I did on January 1, 2010, this has still been one of the best years of my life.

As quite a few people out there are doing, I am going to make this post, one of my last of 2010, a Year In Review post. (Yes, I’m aware that if you look at my archives, it seems I started this blog in September, but I swear I posted before then. I just had some host issues, transfer problems, and ultimately, I just decided to start over.)

The year started off great. I was in a new job. I can’t wax too poetic about that job, because that job ended up being the WORST job I had EVER had in my entire life, but I can still say that I was at least happy to be there on January 1st.

In early January, I applied to my local gym’s Biggest Loser contest, called Train 2 Lose. Grand prize was $3,000. I didn’t think I had a chance of being picked, but lo and behold, after just a few weeks into the new year, I got the call saying I had been selected.

Sadly, I did not win. I did not come even close. I came in 6th. However, I found that I did not enjoy being in a weight loss competition. The stress of it was not good for me. After taking part in my relatively low-stress weight loss competition, I would NEVER want to be in something like The Biggest Loser. The temptation of winning $3,000 was stressful. What on earth would $250,000 have done to me?

However, on the positive, I met several very cool people, some of whom I still see at the gym. Some I have not seen since the day they were eliminated, but I am pleased to know there are a handful of us who are still plugging away at the weight loss efforts.

By spring, my exciting new job had turned slightly hellish. It was going to get worse before it got better.

All through the year, Tina and I were saving money and trying to get ready for our upcoming wedding on October 8th. We were also pretty excited about our honeymoon in Antigua as well.

My weight fluctuated up and down within a twenty pound range.

In July, I was diagnosed with a thyroid problem. Nothing serious, but medication definitely helped. I wish I could say that this was the root of my weight loss issue, but it was only an interesting little side note. Yes, being on the medication helped me lose weight, but you know what doesn’t help lose weight? Overeating. I don’t think they have a medicine for that yet.

In late July, I decided to begin training to be a personal trainer. I plan to take my exam in Spring 2011.

In August, I quit my job. I quit it cold, with no other solid full-time job prospects lined up. My assistant (yes, my ASSISTANT) literally took some of over my job duties without my permission, my boss allowed her to boss me around, and one day, she accused me of stealing a package of cookies from her office and then proceeded to yell at me about it. I was accused multiple times of being a racist, which I am not. I was then accused of being a thief on more than one occasion, which I also am not. A body can only take so much. I promptly went home, wrote a resignation letter, and I quit.

Walking out of that hell hole was the most liberating thing I had EVER done in my entire life. The karma part of my brain provides solace in reminding me that she is utterly miserable in her job and I was happy at the mere prospect of leaving hell and going to work at a fast food restaurant.

This is also why God never gave me super brain powers. I would probably only use them for evil and blow up people’s heads with previously mentioned super brain powers. I’m not always good with balance. Thank God for karma. That tends to take care of it.

I was cruising the classifieds, prepared to go take a job as a waiter or bartender, when the most amazing job in the entire world fell into my lap. I got a job at WKU, my alma mater, to work in the Center for Literacy.

So yes, on Monday, August 16th, I quit the worst job I have ever had (which required a Master’s Degree but my income was so low I was almost in poverty), and on Thursday, August 19th, I got the best job I have ever had. I plan to stay at WKU forever.

I get along fantastically with my coworkers. I love my bosses. And better yet, at my last job, despite the claim that I was going to get to make a difference, I was allowed to do nothing. Unbeknownst to me at the time, I was hired to be a token figure and absolutely nothing else. I got to make no difference whatsoever. At my new job, I am making a difference. I am educating people. I am a teacher again.

Can you tell how much I love my new job?

Oh, and a perk? I get six hours free tuition every semester, and Tina gets 50% off of six hours of tuition every semester. I’m starting my doctorate this spring with some elective coursework. I’m not in my actual Ed.D cohort yet, but that is coming very soon. So hopefully, in about three or four years, I’ll be able to say, “It’s Dr. Logsdon, but you can call me Jeremy.”

The wedding went off without a hitch on October 8th, and I got to marry my best friend. Best day of my life.

The next week was also awesome, as we spent it in perfect weather on the island of Antigua. I think I want to go back.

Sadly, money is a little tight right now, but I think that may simply be a requirement of being a newlywed. I’ve heard of VERY few newlyweds who were rolling in the dough. But it’s okay; Tina and I are paying our dues now, and really, I have absolutely nothing in the world to complain about.

What does 2011 hold? Well, that’s another post for another day. Probably Thursday.

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