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Sleeeeeeep in heeeeeeeeeaaaaavvvvveeeennnnlyyyy peeeeeeeeaaaacccceeee...


My alarm went off regular time this morning. I woke up at 9:14 having slept through my kids leaving for school and my wife leaving for work. Not to mention an 8:30 conference call I had scheduled.

To be fair, I was a bit sleepy. I flew home yesterday, drove home from the airport, worked until 5:30, then played Wii boxing with three of my four boys and one of their friends until about 9. (I'm a baaaaaaad man!) I watched a bit of TV with maddmom, made the kid's lunches and the coffee and WHAMMO! 9:14 am. It's like I totally shut down.

To be fair to me, I have been having a couple of busy weeks, with a bit of stress. I was in Detroit (always stressful) and San Fransisco (don't get me started) and there's been a whole other mess of distractions to keep me up at night. But still. I don't think I ever in my life totally blanked like I did last night. Even now, after three hours of work and two-thirds of a pot of coffee, I feel like I could go back to bed and sleep for a month.

Maybe I have mono? My poor liver couldn't handle mono.

Oh and hey, my last Weight Watcher's weigh in had me at 202.5. That's 13 pounds down baby. I'm going to eat a gallon of pig fat to celebrate. I didn't work out Tues or Wed (if you don't count four hours on the Wii) so today I have to get back at it. But damn, I'm tired. And busy.

I'm wondering if I should just stay fat.

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Let's see how they like $100 a bushel grain.


OPEC ministers say world can handle $100 oil

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Eh. So I'm late.

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He gets to it eventually... just wait...

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Here's the deal. I'm fat as hell. For me, fat is anything above 190. I'm 209. Down from 215, but still fat as hell. Last time I was 215 I freaked out and it still took me a full two years to get to the weight I want to be at, and should be at which is around 180-185. And that is still fatter than the web gods say I should be, but I know what 175 looks like on me, and it ain't pretty.

I got fat by slacking off and eating like shit. Simple.

I had an excuse the first time I got fat. I had just quit smoking, and I quit smoking by eating jellybeans and ice cream. I had promised myself that as soon as I was completely done with smoking that I'd start working out and eating better. And I did, but not until I went to the Dr and he told me that I was 215 pounds. I was 33 then. I'm 40 now. I've been packing this lard on for about a year. My last weigh in at the Dr was 188, in Dec of 2009. I went up to 200 last Spring but maddmom started Weight Watchers, so I did too and I dropped to 190 by July without really trying. Since then I've turned into goo.

Why? Because I didn't care. I stopped working out because it took too much time. I ate what I wanted because I pretended I was going to work out and I could afford it. Now I'm forty, fat, and in a job where I travel a lot. The deck is stacked.

So here's my goal. 185 by Summer. If I can continue on this path of losing 4-5 pounds a week, I should be able to do that no problem. I will start working out again. And I mean it. I started already (and already excused myself twice, go figure) but this time I will go back to keeping an exercise log. I will go to sleep on time and not stay up all hours of the night, and I will be good when eating on the road.

I re-joined weight watchers, because 1) it worked for me last time and 2) I can track what I eat on-line through my phone. They set my goals automagically and I like that. Plus, I can't really cheat.

By February, I hope to be a little more presentable, but it's already the end of January and I'm still fat. I need to get off my ass. My fat ass.

Is this a New Year's Resolution? Yeah, sorta. But One I'll have to keep now that everyone (HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...) has seen it.

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