As for the weight, here’s the low-down.  As of this morning, I am 310 lbs. and feeling better than a few months ago, but still not where I want to be.  The primary factor, the one I’ve been able to consistently stick to, has been a lack of soft drinks.  I’ve almost completely forsaken my beloved Coca-Cola, and have managed to not replace it with Dr. Pepper or Mtn. Dew.   In a few extremely dire circumstances I’ve opted for the Coke Zero, but thats it.  Otherwise, it’s been water, juice, milk, or (more often than not) Crystal Light.

So 28 lbs down, quite a few to go.

Here are some short term goals that I intend to achieve:

-Take a short jog 3 times this week.

-Lose another 10 lbs. in the next month.

-Get a membership at a local gym.

-Cut potato chips out for a week.  Pringles are my enemy.

I certainly are no longer expecting people to check on the old blog, but I’m going to try to keep writing so that I can have a record of my success.

Peace.

I officially weighed in today.  It’s only official because my first weigh-in was last monday evening.  So, according to the scale at the Garden Inn in Napa, CA, I now weigh 328 lbs.

It’s awesome that I’ve apparently lost 10 lbs this week, but at some points this week, yesterday and the day before, I may have been even lower.

Now, to incorporate phase 2, exercise.

Tomorrow morning, I shall hit the gym  (or the hotel equivalent).

Being me, though, I feel the need to see numbers. My weight doesn’t always need to be less than the day before; I’m more interested in the general trend, which I should be able to determine with a line of best fit through the weight over time graph points. Herein lies the rub.

My margin of error is ridiculously high. I weigh when I can, rather than regularly, using whatever scale is available at the hotel or GNC or walmart or what have you. So it’s difficult to be encouraged be a great day or a great week or whatever.

That said, the GNC scale this afternoon put me at 327. For those of us counting, that’s 11 lbs. Lost in 6 days. Hope the scales aren’t lying to me.

I had breakfast.

I never eat breakfast, or if i do, its so late it may as well be lunch.  Today, though, I had some scrambled eggs and sausage patties with a cup of 2% milk.  depending on your dietary philosophy, that’s either fantastic or horrible, but either way, I’ve decided to try to “front end load” my meals.  I want to eat earlier and more often, then taper off my eating so that dinner is a small meal.  Until now, I have often not eaten all day (in spite of a high caloric intake from Cokes), then had a huge dinner, after which I would promptly return to the hotel and hibernate.

Tonight I’m going to go all out and post a current (soon to be “before”) picture.

That should be funny for you and embarrassing for me.

I decided to renew my vow of a coca-cola-less existence.  I decided to start this blog to help to put down in words what I’m doing to make this right, and to hopefully garner support from my friends.  In particular, I want to journal my intake (food), my output (not what you think, i mean exercise), and my attitude along the way.  Where do I start?  Well, if I want to create a goal, I needed to assess the situation, and that meant getting on a scale.

I knew I was over 300, even over 320, maybe even 325.  When I passes 330, it hit me.  I’m bigger than I have ever been before, by a lot.  Finally, the scale stopped on 338.  338!!!!!  I could lose 100 lbs. and still be overweight.  It’s extremely depressing, even though I’d had a good day staying away from soda, and didn’t even eat breadsticks or pasta tonight at the Olive Garden.

So I am making a declaration.  338 is the limit.  From this day forth I will lose weight weekly until I reach 238 lbs.

It is done.

Stay tuned for my adventures in working toward a more awesome me.