Regular Guy

Slow down, I don't run fast

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  • Name: Justin
  • City: Kansas City
  • State: MO
  • Country: US

My Weight Loss

Height:
Start weight: 374.80lb
Current weight: 369.20lb
Goal weight: 324.80lb
Lost to date: 5.60lb
Remaining: 44.40lb

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Weigh-in Number Two

I went to my second weigh-in today, and I've lost another 2.8 pounds.  Being busy pays off; I'm never around enough to sit and eat.

Long Day, Long Weekend

The past three days at work have been a true test of patience.  Yesterday, a customer called me a "jackass."  Today, more of the same.

I went to dinner at Chili's this evening, and I ordered the chicken sandwich (400 calories and 10g of fat) with steamed vegetables.  I cleaned my house up, too.

Day Eight

Wow, today was rough.  Coming to grips with losing food isn't as easy as I thought.  In my family, every social event revolves around food.  Promotion?  Let's go out to dinner.  New puppy?  Let's go out to dinner.  Flag Day?  Let's go out to dinner.

Trying to balance school and work, along with looking for a new place to live, isn't as easy as they make it out to be on television.  I haven't cheated today, but I almost did about six times.  It's so easy to stop off on the way home from work and pick "something" up.  Damn "something."

Kansas City is locked down in a big snow/ice storm, and getting home from work took about 40 minutes (it usually takes 15 or 20).  One of the things I'm working on is controlling my responses to outside stress.  I used to eat out of boredom/anger/exhaustion, and now I don't have that luxury.  Right now, I'm exhausted but I still have a lot of homework to do before tomorrow.  I'm decompressing after a busy day at work and school.

Also, my house is a wreck.  Oh well, almost time for bed.

A bit smaller than last week

Okay, here goes.

I went to my weigh-in this morning and I was pleasantly surprized to find that I had lost 5.8 pounds.  My week of french fry denial, steamed rice and nonfat milk has paid off.

I haven't forgotten that I still have a long way to go, but I'm feeling energized and optomistic for the next seven days.

Out to lunch, on the scales

My boss took me out to lunch today.  I'm proud to say I did just fine.  I ordered a chicken club sandwich (without mayonnaise), and I decided to forego eating the entire plate of fries; I only ate three.

Tomorrow morning, I go on the scales to see how I did this first week.  I'm keeping my fingers crossed.

Pat on the back

I got back from my company dinner, and I'm proud to say I did very well.  First victory... ordering a Diet Coke rather than a mixed drink.  Second... ordering steamed rice instead of fried rice.  Third... eating all of the grilled vegetables and only half of my 8 oz. steak.  My co-workers and I spent most of the evening talking, so it was easy to go awhile without eating.  I felt "done" after about fifteen minutes, and I quit eating afterwards.

I have my leftovers in my refrigerator, and I'm trying not to think about them.  I feel pretty confident, but I'm going out to lunch tomorrow with my boss.  One down, one to go.

Clothes

My jeans are just a bit looser around the legs, and I'm going to have to tighten the belt one more hole pretty soon.  I'm looking forward to fitting in my old clothes eventually.  It sucks having to buy new "fat" clothes, so pulling my "thin" clothes out of the back of the closet will be a welcome change.  I took a photo of me today and put it in my gallery.  I've got my work cut out for me.

Going out to dinner for work

My department is being treated to a dinner this evening at a Japanese steakhouse.  I'm looking forward to it.  Hope I can keep up the momentum I've established during the past six days.  Weigh-in on Tuesday.

Energy, the byproduct of healthy eating

One of the things I've noticed this week is how much energy I have.  When I'm putting healthy things into my body instead of the crap I used to eat, the result is extra energy.  Usually, I'd welcome something like that.  But right now, when I've been up for almost 20 hours, I'd just like to go to bed.  I guess I could go do something active until I get tired.

I'm Done

In the past few days, I've become acquainted with being "done," the healthy half-way point between starving and stuffed full.  For so long, I've eaten to be full.  It's odd, especially during the initial weeks, to be finished eating and not feel stuffed full.  My body and my mind both know that I've eaten enough, but the stuffed full feeling isn't there, and I find my thoughts drifting back to finding something else to eat so I can feel stuffed full.

So far, I haven't given in.  I'm trying to find things to occupy my mind, and that helps a lot.  If I can just forget about being stuffed full for a few minutes, that subconscious urge eventually goes away.

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