Oh, that diet thing...
I recall I did plan to post progression on this whole diet thing when I started it, and I did proudly announce my first few steps. Then of course I got lazy because things slowed down and I wasn't excited about what was going on any more *chuckles* silly me!
We'll call my official start date March 19, 2007 (I never plotted it exactly but that would be the Monday after my official diet announcement). For the sake of tidiness lets just say the 20th *grin* now we're at November 20th. 8 months, 80 pounds, I've never felt better in my life (at least in the part of my life wherein I was actually keeping track of this stuff).
Since I'm full of tasty gin, let me say for the record... I've never "hated" myself like those angry goth children in novels tend to do BUT I've been uncomfortable in my skin for a while... it isn't that I wasn't capable, because I was, and I proved it to myself and others back through highschool... let me tell you it takes more than average effort for a highschool widebody to garner respect from a regforce Mcpl through basic training. (and yes, at 185 I was in the best shape of my life prior to now)... then I did college, got lazy, got fat with my focus on academics, didn't make new friends... torfur was having "issues" no exercise for Fuzzy
In any case, back to the point... got lazy, lost motivation, hit 240 and figured I was just supposed to be fat and deal with it. Then I had the worst ski season of my life, /breakpoint/ You have to understand that I LOVE skiing, and it became an effort to ski for a weekend, it wasn't fun anymore, I was doing it because I used to be able to do it (okay I lie, its always fun, but I had to work for my fun) ANYWHOO
That was about the time a few things fell together:
1) I was unhappy with the effort required to maintain my physical baseline
2) my waistline was creeping past 42
3) I generally felt like I was being a lazy fat bastard
Kodi saved my shit *grin*
Mah home sauce pointed me in the right direction... at the time he didn't know it, and I didn't either *chuckles* **edit derr? I'm confused >:)**
then I had a huge crush on him, then I was confronted with the world that was doing its stuff while I was busy... obviously I missed that train and my best friend had the painful task of informing me of that... seriously Roxy, you kept it soft, thanks >:) Seriously, there was no soft out of that smoke! **edit, I say seriously a lot apparently, and it was an actual smoke, not some sort of drunken metaphor *grin***
In other news, good mood! >:)
We'll call my official start date March 19, 2007 (I never plotted it exactly but that would be the Monday after my official diet announcement). For the sake of tidiness lets just say the 20th *grin* now we're at November 20th. 8 months, 80 pounds, I've never felt better in my life (at least in the part of my life wherein I was actually keeping track of this stuff).
Since I'm full of tasty gin, let me say for the record... I've never "hated" myself like those angry goth children in novels tend to do BUT I've been uncomfortable in my skin for a while... it isn't that I wasn't capable, because I was, and I proved it to myself and others back through highschool... let me tell you it takes more than average effort for a highschool widebody to garner respect from a regforce Mcpl through basic training. (and yes, at 185 I was in the best shape of my life prior to now)... then I did college, got lazy, got fat with my focus on academics, didn't make new friends... torfur was having "issues" no exercise for Fuzzy
In any case, back to the point... got lazy, lost motivation, hit 240 and figured I was just supposed to be fat and deal with it. Then I had the worst ski season of my life, /breakpoint/ You have to understand that I LOVE skiing, and it became an effort to ski for a weekend, it wasn't fun anymore, I was doing it because I used to be able to do it (okay I lie, its always fun, but I had to work for my fun) ANYWHOO
That was about the time a few things fell together:
1) I was unhappy with the effort required to maintain my physical baseline
2) my waistline was creeping past 42
3) I generally felt like I was being a lazy fat bastard
Kodi saved my shit *grin*
Mah home sauce pointed me in the right direction... at the time he didn't know it, and I didn't either *chuckles* **edit derr? I'm confused >:)**
then I had a huge crush on him, then I was confronted with the world that was doing its stuff while I was busy... obviously I missed that train and my best friend had the painful task of informing me of that... seriously Roxy, you kept it soft, thanks >:) Seriously, there was no soft out of that smoke! **edit, I say seriously a lot apparently, and it was an actual smoke, not some sort of drunken metaphor *grin***
In other news, good mood! >:)