Coming up on six months with my Fitbit Flex, My Fitness Pal combo — and back down to 180 pounds. Down like 30 pounds (my darling wife Deb has lost more than I have, but that’s just fine by me;-)
Fitting old clothes, ‘shopping in my closet’ as Deb puts it – can’t be beat. Sure, there’s a bit of falling off the wagon (I stopped halfway through my 2nd slice of Pizza Hut at Ted Taylor’s farewell party — now that takes willpower in my book!) — can’t remember the last time I ate my beloved French fries, as much nails in my proverbial coffin as cigarettes are for others. Haven’t “forbidden” the bad, just replaced it with good (I really do like Special K cracker chips, for example. And no, I don’t do cottage cheese. Bleh;-)
But everything has tradeoffs. Take sitting, which I do for work. A lot. And is now compared with cigarettes as a killer. Sigh.
If one is blessed enough to lose wait, it doesn’t always go from the places you want it. I really do think it came off my, um, rear end first. So no chair is comfortable for long (well, my LaZBoy, but that’s not a work-conducive chair;-) I even borrowed a fitness ball at work – fun to bounce between keystrokes — but even THAT didn’t prevent a sore hiney after a while. So I’ll be searching for a properly padded new chair.
Don’t get me wrong – I will not go back to Mindless Eating. I log everything I eat, thanks to my lil phone, and will do that even on the fall-off-wagon days.
But now, my rear is saying, in essence, get off your butt! Good message. Maybe I can stand and work. Or work less! (Hah! This weekend I said three little words my wife so rarely hears: “Work can wait!”)
I also have confronted the obvious — thinner does NOT equal fit. Well, fitter sure — but my lower back after last week’s snow shoveling exercise — thank goodness I can walk the neighborhood again — tells me I’ll need to do more than just walk to be in shape. Fortunately, Deb is SO much more full of energy, I have a feeling we’ll be … getting away from the house much more this year. The other struggles of life continue, but we both feel so much better (she also gives huge credit to the Medifast program through BMC BTW;-)
OK, enough rambling. Been far too long since I’ve blogged, just wanted to get back into that again, stop thinking I need momentous stuff to say.
Thanks for reading, and … just let me offer this encouragement – if I can get in better shape, anyone can. I’m not deprived — the flax-4-life chocolate brownies from Natural Grocers are so sinful, and they are on the ‘frequent foods’ tab on My Fitness Pal — it’s just been a joy to realize that a bit more output, more careful, thoughtful input (more protein! fewer carbs!) CAN make a big difference.
YMMV (Your Mileage May Vary) — but I hope it doesn’t. It’s a good — no, great thing.