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Today’s post serves two different purposes. The first is to tell you a bit about myself, how I got here, and what I hope to accomplish.
The second, which I will do first, is to start my weekly weigh-ins. Every weekend, I plan to weigh myself and post the results here.
December 13, 2014 (12-13-14!)
Change from Highest: –11.6 pounds
There we go. I’m up quite a bit from the last time I got on the scale in early October. Before I go into detail, let me give you the quick backstory.
I’ve been obese my entire life. Not just overweight, obese. There was one period of my life in my mid-twenties when I actually got down to around 250.
I had more hair then. A girlfriend advised me to dye the very front blonde… I have no explanations, just embarrassment. Aside from the fact that I’m WAY more bald now, I don’t dye my hair, either.
Suffice it to say, I did not stay at this weight. In fact, over the next seven years, I ballooned my way back up, past my highest weight of 402.8, and settled in at 425. All of that hard work (it took over two years), was gone.
I am so beyond tired of being fat.
I have everything in the world to live for. I have a loving wife, a fantastic son, an amazing job, a great house in a wonderful neighborhood… Really, my only complain is my weight.
If you followed me at Stellar Path, you know that it went up and down and down. I’d always come back with a new gameplan, and after a few weeks, I’d disappear for a month or more because I had stopped dieting and gained the weight back.
In October of this year, I had lost weight down to 392. In the ten weeks since then, I’ve gained back up to 413.4. I was actually a little higher than that a few days ago, but I’ve lost a bit.
I went to the doctor on Wednesday for a sinus infection. My doctor fussed at me for my blood pressure. I’m on blood pressure meds now. That’s not cool.
I’m grateful that my doctor did take the time to fuss at me. She showed me my vitals over the past several years.
My weight has gone up. As my weight has gone up, my blood pressure has gone up. My resting heart rate has gone up. My respiration rate has gone up.
I know there is now a trend in the blogiverse for HAES, which stands for Health At Every Size. In theory, I think this is a great practice. HAES practitioners allegedly believe that, regardless of the weight you are, you should pursue the best health you can. I think this is great, and I do plan to eat better and exercise, even at my current weight of 413. However, a lot of HAES followers have mutated this philosophy to believe that you should not pursue weight loss, that weight loss is impossible, and that someone who weighs 500 pounds is potentially as healthy as someone who weighs 150. Seriously. Do a little googling. They’re out there, and they aren’t hard to find. I find this ridiculous. I only have to look at my own health records from my doctor to see how negatively impactful my weight has been on my health.
I’ve lost weight before. I gained the weight back because I stopped living that lifestyle. My diet didn’t fail me. I failed my diet.
So… that’s the serious part of this post. I have absolutely no excuses; I have quite simply let my love of food negatively impact my health.
Now how do I plan to lose weight?
- Calorie counting.
- Mostly primal eating.
Three steps. Simple as that. I’d say I plan to pursue a 90/10 primal eating plan right now. I’ve eaten primal before, and once the initial difficulties wore off, it worked really well for me. I plan to pursue it again, and eventually, I may very well pursue 100% adherence.
I am going to use this blog to post every weekend. I’ll try to do as many videos as I can. It’s posted at the bottom of this post.
Now, as for the weekly theme of this post… I have a lot of dork shirts. Tons. Every week, I’ll weigh-in with a new shirt, posing at a new setting. It’ll be nice to see my physique slim down as I work through this journey.
Given that I want to be the Blue Power Ranger, it only stands to reason that this week would be me wearing my Blue Ranger shirt while at the Power Rangers’ Command Center.
One last thing. Someone asked me, “Why aren’t you just waiting until after Christmas?”
Because I can’t. That’s fat logic. I can’t take two more weeks off. I have to start now. Besides, I can enjoy Christmas in the 10% of my diet that is non-primal, still exercise, and I plan to still see my weight drop. Stick with me.
The Ranger Project starts today. My goal weight is 180. That’s 245 lower than my heaviest weight. I think I can get there in two years. My self-imposed deadline is Christmas 2016.
Join me, won’t you?
It has been a while since I’ve blogged.
Things are still going well in my life, but it has been a hectic few months. I’ve been sick for about three of the last four months. Nothing serious, just ickiness. Because of my (mild) hemophilia, I have a slightly compromised immune system. Because I have a 15 month old son in daycare, he brings home every little illness that goes through there. Combine the two, and you get a consistently sick Daddy.
I had a tremendously busy fall semester, teaching an overload class. Spring is always nicer and a bit slower.
In fact, this spring, I’m taking on a new challenge. I start working on my doctorate next month! Holy cow! I’m pursuing a doctoral degree in postsecondary leadership at Western Kentucky University. I obviously have no idea what my ultimate dissertation topic will be, but if I had to pick right now, it would be something related to international education. I also graduated this past December with my second Master’s degree, a Masters of Science in Library Media Education with an emphasis in educational technology. I have a 470 page capstone project completed if anyone would like to read it.
Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?
That’s cool. But I digress.
My professional and educational life is moving along swimmingly.
My health has taken a nose dive. I blame no one but myself. I’m not going to gnash my teeth and tear at my hair (what little is left) and lament, “But I did everything right! How did this happen?!”
I’ve done nothing right. I know how it happened.
I haven’t worked out since early fall. I went to the gym a few days ago, got thirty minutes in on the elliptical, and I left EXHAUSTED. I have lost pretty much all of the fitness I once had.
That’s not the part that bums me out the most, though.
I’ve gained every single pound back that I lost a few years ago, and I’ve gained ten pounds more.
402.8 is no longer my highest weight. It is now 412.0. I have at least gotten back on the horse and lost some weight from that number, so I’ve got that going for me, I guess.
But regardless, that horrifies me. When I first started losing weight and got into the 300s (back in 2004), I swore it would NEVER be that high again. When I got into the 200s, I swore it would never creep past 300 again.
If you had told 26 year old me that I would meet the girl of my dreams, start my family, have a wonderfully healthy son, AND get up over 400 pounds again, I would have told you you were crazy.
And yet, here we are.
I know what to do. I know how to lose weight. I just have to do it.
I’m thinking very seriously of taking down my old blog posts, but we’ll see. It just feels weird having four years of history here and it all just lead up to me being fatter than ever right now.
But I’m not giving up the blog, and I am going to resume my Friday weigh-ins.
I feel like the ultimate cliché. Fat guy, starting a blog in a new year. But it is what it is.
This blog was supposed to keep me accountable, and I’m going to bring it out of storage and start using it again. Every Friday I will post a weigh-in. I am going to measure myself every weekend and post that in a separate post, and if I’m feeling super ambitious, there will be another post somewhere in the week about something else.
- Weigh-in #001
- January 3, 2014
- Weight: 407.0
- Change from Highest: –5.0 pounds
I hadn’t set on a scale since last Monday. I was going to my weigh-in on Saturday, June 9th, with absolutely no idea how I had done.
This is what I did know.
I had faithfully tracked every single bite that entered my body.
I had stayed fully within my points. In fact, I didn’t even eat all of my weekly points.
But I just didn’t know.
I might step on that scale and be told that I had gained or lost. No idea.
I knew I would not have a big loss. That was inevitable. I had already hit the diet after returning home from San Diego, and my big loss had already occurred. I would be pleased with any loss.
So, how did I do?
June 9, 2012
Change from Last Week: -2.2 pounds
Change from All-Time Highest: -46.2 pounds
Woo hoo! I am extremely pleased. Two-ish pounds a week is extremely healthy and sustainable weight loss.
You know how when you play Super Mario Brothers 3, and you can get both warp whistles in the 1st world and use them to skip all the way to the end?
I’m not doing that. I could do any number of things to make my numbers drop dramatically and drastically. Surgery. Extreme dieting. Starvation. Even dehydration tricks just to make the numbers on the scale move. Pass.
The journey is laid out before me, and I’ll get there two-ish pounds at a time.
And that’s great.
Today isn’t a real weigh-in. I’m just going to report how I did after San Diego.
Pre-San Diego: 360.4
Immediately After Arriving Home, Post-Flight: 372.8 (AAAH!)
Two Days Later: 359.6
What am I taking from this? I retained a LOT of fluid, especially in that last day of air travel, and after two days back home and eating well, my weight dropped. So I’d say I may have slightly lost weight in San Diego, or at worst, I maintained. I’m counting this one as a victory.
As I mentioned on Sunday, I am going to Weight Watchers with my mother starting on Saturday. Those Saturday weigh-ins will be reported on Wednesday, so next Wednesday, I’m going to call it Week One. Just a straight forward numbers game with a vlog.
I am still debating as to whether or not I am going to follow Weight Watchers. I had a little lesson today that showed me I MUST stick to strict paleo for my joints to be happy. Tina went out to eat with her mom, and she brought me a quarter of a club sandwich on potato bread. Well, even potato bread has wheat in it, but I justified myself in eating it.
Two hours later, I am noticeably hobbling around the house. I couldn’t believe how quickly it affected me, but again, Dr. Google showed me that for some people, eating grains causes an almost immediate reaction (some within minutes).
Wheat is an out. Paleo is the way for me to eat now. I hope I can someday eat bread again, but the foreseeable future, it is not a good option for me. No grains. No dairy. No legumes. That’s just the way it is for me and my body at the moment. Maybe even forever. Oh, and the corn I had on Monday night (that I blogged about on Tuesday)? I was hobbling bad Tuesday morning. No corn, either.
Fortunately, there are some amazing paleo recipes out there. I’ve even found some for “bread” that are actually clean recipes.
So, my point? I swear I had one.
I probably am only going to do Weight Watchers for the meetings and public weigh-ins. I’m not going to do eTools. I’m just going to eat my paleo foods and count my calories.
Have you ever just found yourself in a good place and things are going awesome?
I love reading healthy living blogs. I often feel bad for the various writers I read, because many seem to go through various trials and tribulations. I understand, because (although I have never battled depression), I’ve still been in a place where it seemed like nothing was going right.
But now, I really do feel like everything is going right. In fact, everything is going GREAT.
If you are suffering for clinical depression, then this information I am about to share may not apply. I am not a therapist, psychiatrist, doctor, or anyone otherwise capable of diagnosing or treating depression. Please do not think I am in anyway making light of the suffering that depression can bring.
For everyone else, this may work. And if you have depression, I don’t think what I’m about to suggest would hurt. But see previous disclaimer.
Basically, I think we are all often our own worst enemy. It is SO easy to focus on the negative and ignore the positive.
I can look back at my weight in September of 2010 and see that I was in the 330s. It’s easy to look at that and curse the fact that I put on almost fifty pounds. Oh well. At least I am still alive to lose the weight.
It’s even easier to look back to 2006 and see me at 250ish pounds. Again, oh well. I am still moving; I am no diabetic; I am not dead. I can do it again, and I thank God for the opportunity to do so.
I want to focus on the positives only. Screw the negatives. I don’t need those in my life at all.
That’s why I am changing my weigh-in.
The weekly weigh-in has never felt exactly right to me. I might weigh one thing on Sunday and my weight temporarily jumps up on Monday and then decreases again on Tuesday. Well, if I record my weight on Monday, then it looks like I gained when I really didn’t.
Instead, I want to celebrate each pound lost. I’m using a free online program called Physics Diet. Basically, you enter your daily weight, and it calculates your average weight. For every pound I lose, I’ll post about it here.
Today’s post is 369. With willpower, effort, and positive thinking, I will do all that I can to keep from weighing 369 ever again.
The next time I post a weigh-in, whether it is in three days or seven, I’ll weigh 368. And then 367.
For every pound that I lose, I am going to post a celebratory post.
Goodbye 370. I won’t miss you. 368, watch out. I’m coming for you next.
Oh, and I may be posting daily this week. I have several video match-ups to share.