The Lawn Mower Man
A confession is called for...
But first a promise I made a couple weeks ago:
"On September 7th, 2008 I will weigh 344 lbs. at 215 lbs. lean mass, 129 lbs. of body fat mass and 37.5% body fat."
Not quite. Not even close.
344 lbs., NOPE. Missed by 5.8 lbs.
215 lean mass, uh, NOPE. Missed by 1.53 lbs.
129 lbs. body fat mass, ah, well, jeez, NOPE. Missed by 6.33 lbs.
37.5% body fat, well, uh, hmm... NADA. Missed by 1.3%
I think my GIVADAMN is busted. I am positively coming out of my skin, I'm giddy. I am ecstatic to have missed this small goal so completely and still feel this way.
I'm as happy as a little girl. I haven't felt this good, this powerful or this "solid" in my entire life. I can out run the 20 year old me. I can out lift the 20 year old me. I am growing fingernails, hair and new skin at alarming rates. The insulin-resistance that gave me dark spots on my knuckles and toes is completely gone.
Yesterday was odd in that it was such a remarkable day and it almost passed unnoticed. I woke up feeling great (as is the usual case these days), no headache, no backache - no nuthin'. I popped out of bed and began cleaning the kitchen and making breakfast for the kiddos.
We then went to our 4 year old's first soccer game. 95 degree weather, open field, no chairs to sit on, no shade to sit in. No problem? I stood the entire 2 hours without the pains in my feet, lower back and hips that use to set in after about 5 minutes. I didn't feel overly hot, no panting like a dog. When I did kneel down or sit next to my son it was easy and painless. That has to be the new flexibility. It used to be that I would sit down and in a minute or so my back and shoulders would start throbbing with pain. I couldn't sit cross-legged for any amount of time.
After the game, during which I missed a meal (I thought we would be done with plenty of time - apparently in the soccer Pee-Wee league you practice before the game and then play) we took our young soccer warrior to Chuck E. Cheese to celebrate his towering youth soccer accomplishment: he kicked the ball.
So, I sat there and watched my family eat all of my previous life favorites (pizza, coke, etc.) and felt only the smallest twinge of temptation. I got home, made myself a great meal and relaxed for a few minutes.
I capped my great day by mowing the lawn, which I figure is worth about 350 calories worth of sweat. I don't think of it as "mowing" at all - to me it is a sled-push, uphill. Our yard slopes up off of the street then flattens out and requires some muscle to get the mower up the incline. This was the first time I mowed my own grass. We bought a mower for just this reason.
Feeling strong, effortlessly passing up old trigger foods, finding the fitness in keeping my home and family happy and enjoying some time in the park.
Sounds like a life worth hanging a hat on.
But first a promise I made a couple weeks ago:
"On September 7th, 2008 I will weigh 344 lbs. at 215 lbs. lean mass, 129 lbs. of body fat mass and 37.5% body fat."
Not quite. Not even close.
344 lbs., NOPE. Missed by 5.8 lbs.
215 lean mass, uh, NOPE. Missed by 1.53 lbs.
129 lbs. body fat mass, ah, well, jeez, NOPE. Missed by 6.33 lbs.
37.5% body fat, well, uh, hmm... NADA. Missed by 1.3%
I think my GIVADAMN is busted. I am positively coming out of my skin, I'm giddy. I am ecstatic to have missed this small goal so completely and still feel this way.
I'm as happy as a little girl. I haven't felt this good, this powerful or this "solid" in my entire life. I can out run the 20 year old me. I can out lift the 20 year old me. I am growing fingernails, hair and new skin at alarming rates. The insulin-resistance that gave me dark spots on my knuckles and toes is completely gone.
Yesterday was odd in that it was such a remarkable day and it almost passed unnoticed. I woke up feeling great (as is the usual case these days), no headache, no backache - no nuthin'. I popped out of bed and began cleaning the kitchen and making breakfast for the kiddos.
We then went to our 4 year old's first soccer game. 95 degree weather, open field, no chairs to sit on, no shade to sit in. No problem? I stood the entire 2 hours without the pains in my feet, lower back and hips that use to set in after about 5 minutes. I didn't feel overly hot, no panting like a dog. When I did kneel down or sit next to my son it was easy and painless. That has to be the new flexibility. It used to be that I would sit down and in a minute or so my back and shoulders would start throbbing with pain. I couldn't sit cross-legged for any amount of time.
After the game, during which I missed a meal (I thought we would be done with plenty of time - apparently in the soccer Pee-Wee league you practice before the game and then play) we took our young soccer warrior to Chuck E. Cheese to celebrate his towering youth soccer accomplishment: he kicked the ball.
So, I sat there and watched my family eat all of my previous life favorites (pizza, coke, etc.) and felt only the smallest twinge of temptation. I got home, made myself a great meal and relaxed for a few minutes.
I capped my great day by mowing the lawn, which I figure is worth about 350 calories worth of sweat. I don't think of it as "mowing" at all - to me it is a sled-push, uphill. Our yard slopes up off of the street then flattens out and requires some muscle to get the mower up the incline. This was the first time I mowed my own grass. We bought a mower for just this reason.
Feeling strong, effortlessly passing up old trigger foods, finding the fitness in keeping my home and family happy and enjoying some time in the park.
Sounds like a life worth hanging a hat on.
| LAST WEEK: Weight: 351.4 Body Fat%: 39.1% Body Fat Weight: 137.40 lbs. Lean Muscle Mass: 214.00 lbs. At 15% bf, my goal weight is 251.77 lbs. BMI: 47.6 Body Fat to Lose: 99.63 lbs. |
THIS WEEK: Weight: 348.8 (!) Body Fat%: 38.8% (!) Body Fat Weight: 135.33 lbs. (!) Lean Muscle Mass: 213.47 lbs. (!) At 15% bf, my goal weight is 251.14 lbs. (!) BMI: 47.3 (!) Body Fat to Lose: 97.66 lbs. (!) |
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