In previous blog posts I have mentioned the need and desire to lose some weight. I thank those of you who have seen me for withholding you comments. I have halfheartedly dieted for the past year or so; actually I guess I have done that since about 1972.
I think it is quite common and acceptable to gain 7 pounds in the winter and lose 5 in the summer. That only becomes a problem if it happens for maybe twenty consecutive years; I’ll do the math for you, that is a net gain of forty pounds. I exceeded that a little, in a recent three-year period, my net gain was about eight per year.
About four or five months ago I admitted the halfhearted stuff wasn’t working. I wasn’t gaining but I wasn’t losing; it was time to get serious. Did I ever mention I am a little bit hardheaded?
From my days in the business world I thought I should establish some goals and consider some milestones. I did a little Google research and found that goofy chart; obviously created by some anorexic experts. That thing said I needed to lose about sixty pounds or suddenly become about 6’9”. I have no desire to do either of those things.
I set my own goals. I broke them into two categories long term and short term. The short-term goal is simple. Weigh less today than I did yesterday; it doesn’t always happen but, it does keep the pressure on.
I know the experts say I should weigh weekly. That doesn’t work for me; there are too many false positives and false negatives. I have weighed every morning for many years. I don’t know how much my shirt or socks or shoes weigh, I just know how much I weigh. That may be too much information.
I broke the long-term goals into three sub categories: “Realistic”, “Optimistic” and “It is OK to Dream”. The OK to Dream goal is 20 pounds more than what that silly chart says a 6’1” guy of medium build should weigh.
I didn’t set firm milestones; I think failure to meet the early ones has caused me to abandon diets in the past.
I’ll do a little more math: Realistic, lose 20, Optimistic, lose 30, and dream about losing 40. I didn’t want to do this but the starting point was about 235 on a good day, and I still don’t know how much the shoes and stuff weigh.
Boy, I have talked the talk; I guess it is time to walk the walk.
There are many ways to lose weight and different things work for different people. I decided to go old school this time. I would change my eating habits and get more exercise.
I established three basic food groups; those groups are:
The things I really like. Foods in this group are not to be eaten; not even in moderation.
The things I can tolerate. It is OK to eat this stuff in extreme moderation.
The stuff I can’t stand. There are no restrictions.
Yes, I exaggerated a little; but not much.
Burgers and fries or a good chicken fried steak have always been my “go to” meal. I have had 5 burgers since I started this deal and two of those were on the turnpike; nothing else was available. I think I only had fries with three of them. If your Sonic stock is floundering, I could be the responsible.
I understand Blue Bell Ice Cream has formed a committee to find a reason for the decreased demand for their Homemade Vanilla product. I think I have the answer. I picked up the ice cream habit when Sharyl was sick; it was a tough one to break.
I have replaced the burgers with chicken and fish; grilled, not battered and fried the way I like it. I think chicken may soon be a candidate for the endangered species list. Steamed squash, cabbage, cauliflower, etc. has replaced that in a cheese sauce or the battered and fried variety.
I am getting tempted to stop by Sonic for a burger on my way to Homeland for a half-gallon of that Homemade Vanilla ice cream.
Some of you probably remember the two pics I put on Facebook; one with some ice cream, the other with a big chicken fried steak and cream gravy. I have an explanation for both. The ice cream was part of a graduation party for my favorite grand daughter; I only had a couple bites. The chicken fried steak; it just seemed like the thing to do at the time. I ate the whole thing.
I am getting more exercise. Some of it is because of changes to my daily routine, I am doing more yard work and I get out and about a little more.
About the time I started this thing an old friend and I were visiting; he is an old friend not only because he is old (not as old as me, but old) also because we have been friends for a very long time. Old people conversations typically include diet and exercise.
He has access to a small workout facility, so we decided to give it a try. We haven’t inflicted a lot of wear and tear on the equipment but it has become a part of our routine. We enjoy the conversation; we both have a long way to go but there is improvement.
The first day we were there I had been on the treadmill for an extended period, probably 7 or 8 minutes. This thing is a much better piece of equipment than the one Sharyl and I had in our home; she used the heck out of it. This one has all the bells and whistles; it has a button to activate the “cool down” cycle; I pushed that button and the darn thing almost threw me off the back with the sudden increase in speed.
I admit have become somewhat obsessed with this weight loss thing and I understand how that obsession can be a problem for some people. I don’t think I need to worry because my obsession for burgers and fries or chicken fried steak and cream gravy far exceeds my obsession to lose weight.
Today I met my Realistic goal. I tipped the scale at two one five 215 pounds; I have lost 20 pounds and I am excited. I think I am going to relax a little and figure out how to maintain the 215. However the Optimistic goal can now be relabeled as Realistic. The other one; it is still OK to dream.
I may not weigh tomorrow. I enjoyed a Father’s Day dinner with my family today. My two favorite fathers were there. I’m talking about the guys my grand kids call dad; both of them are great guys and great dads. You girls done good!
I’m sorry this one got a little long. Please keep me in your prayers.
Thanks for running down the road with me.
Good Night and God Bless.
I think 6’9″ would have been cool, plus the bonus of less wear and tear on your ladder, but too late now. Seriously congrats on twenty and you look great!
Soooooo! Proud of you!!!!!! I know how hard it is.
Great job! At our age it gets harder and harder to stay healthy and in shape! Sounds like you are on the right track…………
all us little short tubby people are rooting for you…. I should be 6 ft. for my weight……