31 May

Not trending well: weigh-in for May 24th

This week’s weight: 303.6
Difference from last week: -1.6
This year’s change: -2.4

Regulatory Irish road sign for no u turn.

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Dammit, I am not happy with myself right now.  After that awesome weigh-in at the start of the month (when I was down 4.6lbs), I have been trending up. I have given up 1.6lbs now. Which means I am still down 3lbs, but am not trending well. Need to get this back on track! (For visual proof, check out my weight loss graph, either in the nav bar on the right, or clicking this link).

The question that begs is: Can I turn this around? HOW can I turn this around?

Anyone who knows me well knows that I am an emotional guy. I cry pretty easy – too easy to keep up a macho image. I had that happen this week. Erin and I were watching the finale of The Biggest Loser. Jay came out, and he looked incredible! So slim! This guy started out at 400lbs. Now he is closing in on 200. If he can do that, why can’t I? It was inspiration, and the idea of me being able to look like that? Yeah, that brought tears to my eyes.

I am stealing an idea that Jay used while he was on The Biggest Loser: writing my week’s goal weight on my arm with a marker. (I am going to write it a little smaller next week. [grin]) The idea – and it’s a good one – is that every time you work out, or any time you go to eat something, you see that goal, and remember to work towards it.

I need it mostly when I am making food choices. I’ve gotten a bit lazy and a bit naughty lately. One of my old habits: stopping at a convenience store and picking up a carton of chocolate milk and some type of pastry. All because I am hungry after work and was too lazy to pack an extra snack. *blegh* I should know better by now! How many years have I been doing this?

(If you answered 14, you win today’s prize.)

Wait and see.

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Unfortunately, I am not going to hit the goal I set: to hit 10% at WeightWatchers by May 31st. I would need to be down 5.6 lbs, and that’s just unreasonable to expect. So my mini-goal is to make half of that on the 31st (weigh in at 300.8lbs), and then hit the other half by June 8th (weigh in at 298). It’s attainable. True, that’s on the high side of attainable, but I’ve hit those numbers before.

I’ve just gotta focus on the goal. And I just need to look at my arm to remind me what I am working towards.

– M

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26 May

Scared of bicycling. Seriously!

Venice Beach Skatepark

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In a previous post this week, I mentioned that my all-time favorite exercise period so far was riding a bike along Venice Beach in California. I had so much fun! But it was also a little scary, since I hadn’t been on a bike in a decade (give or take). Okay, maybe more than a little scary…

When I first stopped riding a bike, it wasn’t something I set out to do. The last time I rode a bike, I didn’t stop and say “Ayup, I’m not doing that again.” I had every intention of riding again the next day, or the next week, or definitely the next month. Time has a way of getting away from a person, though. And that’s what happened. A couple of months went by, and that turned into a year, and we get to this point.

Somewhere along the way, though, I started to become afraid of getting on a bike again. When I was a teenager, I was riding a bike down a hill. I stupidly thought I could ride down it hands-free. I thought damn, I look cool! And then I realized that I wasn’t going to be able to stop at the stop sign at the bottom of the hill if I didn’t grab the handlebars and hit the brakes.

The stop sign design currently used in English...

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I was right, I couldn’t stop for the stop sign. I went straight through it and ran smack dab into the side of a truck. The thud was sickening, the world stopped for a second, and suddenly I was on the asphalt. I stared up at the sky, wondering if what I thought happened had actually happened. The driver of the truck came running around to see if I was all right.

Obviously I was all right. Just had some bumps and scrapes and bruises. But that memory stuck with me. I was able to block out that image by riding my bike a lot more. Get right back up on that horse, right? I rode through my high school and college years. But once I stopped riding? From that point on, when I think of a bicycle, I think of slamming into the side of a car while going a good 15-20mph.

Denver B Cycle program.Back to the present: The city of Denver started a bicycle sharing program called Denver B-Cycle. The concept is as simple as it sounds. A person pays a token amount of money to rent a bicycle. You can then ride it throughout the city, returning the bike to any of the numerous B-Cycle stations around the city. It’s an easy way to get in some exercise without having to lug a bike in to work.

Denver b-cycleEver since I heard of the B-Cycle program I’ve wanted to do it. I’ve come close – one day I actually planned on taking my bicycle helmet with me to work. I can’t get up the courage to do so, though. I imagine myself riding on that bike. I see myself hitting the brakes too late, riding out into the middle of the busy streets around my office building. I see myself not getting lucky this time, and running out in front of a car instead of smashing into the side of it.

As I sit here, I have two dueling thoughts running through my head. I want to start riding bicycles around town. I’m afraid I’ll get hit by a vehicle if I do. How do I reconcile these?

– M

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