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Wednesday, May 04, 2005
8:48 AMA little construction...
Well, it all started about two weeks ago. My wife and I decided that it was really time to change. It had been a long time coming. I mean had done this and that from time to time to get better, but I never was consistent. I really struggle with this issue, I struggle with the questions I ask myself about whether or not I can really do it. Today, I am hurting - boy I am in so much pain, I am not sure what I am going to do. My body feels achy all over, it just plain hurts. I am so tempted by everything I see when I am out. I am tempted to not do anything at home but to go out and take care of myself.

On Monday, I went out with Susan and our friend Beth with Hayden in her stroller of course. I think we went 4 miles, that's is a lot for someone who usually goes no further than the couch to the fridge. Yeah, I am running everyday, my body is angry with me. Not just because of the run, but because of the diet. I have cut my calories down to 1500 per day, I just can't handle fad diets. 1500 calories is very low for a guy who was probably eating in the 3000's each day - yeah it's that bad. This seems to be working. I lost eights pounds in the first week, but now I have tapered off. I think it is because I have built up some muscle so what's lost is gained and the real losing should really begin. I am shooting for fifty pounds. I was a hefty 225, I should be about 170, but I am being realistic and going for 175. I haven't been 175 since my Freshman year - many a year ago. I know a bunch of you are also dieting, I hope you are doing well. I'll pray for you, and you can pray for me too. Just leave me a note.

Temptation is an ugly thing, I am realizing each day how hard this is. Especially in my job, where I hang out with teens so much and we eat most of that time. Ugh. I remember when I was in High School, my friend and I - Jimmy Rossi used to go to McDonald's everyday after school and have a Big Mac, In those days I was amazed at how much I could eat and not gain a pound. In school, I became addicted to three things:

1. Krystal - Faulkner is less than a mile from Krystal
2. Krispy Kreme - I could see the "Hot Donuts Now" sign from Burton dorm
3. Burger King - every night at 10:30 right before curfew, how sweet.

And then there are the honorable mentions - Tenda-Chik, Sonic, Taco Bell and my favorite Mexican place San Marcos.

I have hated the frustrations of clothes no longer looking good, looking at myself and going - "Wow, dude you have gained some weight." Not to mention the health risks - it's over!
So here I am. I've been building this building for years, now it's time to remodel.


Blogger Grant said...

I'm with you man. I got addicted to Kremes by age 6. Every Saturday, my grandfather would grab me and my sister, take us Krispy Kreme and we'd eat 'em off the belt until we couldn't eat anymore.

Hence - the mountain bike.  


Blogger k2 said...

dude, are you 25 yet? that's when my "you can't eat whatever youwant and not gain weight" age hit me.

when texas, aren't you tired of hearing that from me?, got its first krispy kreme down the road from where i lived, it was off of a 6 lane highway. they had to close a lane so they could accomodate for the influx of traffic. (did i mention that dorothy, deedee, and juli were driving down the road at 11:00 pm and the line of cars was a mile long just to get in there.) deedee and juli are dorothy's best friends (of which i am allowing dorothy to go to galveston to be with this weekend for mother's day. what a great husband i am, huh?). juli leaned out the window of the car on the way back from the movies and screamed, "ITS JUST A DONUT!" i endured the temptation of getting in that line of cars for about a week, then i HAD to have me some kripsy kreems. (mispelling intended) i think dorothy and i coulda had a whole box to ourselves, but we took our first box to share with some of the members of our church, one of which i found out was my cousin, go figure. MAN THEY WE LIKE JUST MELTING IN OUR MOUTHS! maybe we were just salivating so much.

wow, i got off the main subject there, but anyway, i really need to go on a diet and run/walk, too.

GOOD LUCK BROTHER!  


Blogger JD said...

Chris, I enjoyed our time together today so much. I hope I listened as much as I talked. I find you very easy to talk to ... and I appreciate you!  


Blogger DaddyB said...

You went to Faulkner? Dude, for the life of me, I can't remember who you are... when did you go there?

By the way, I'm trying to lose some too. I was about 220, I'm down to 210... I've still got a long way to go before I see 175-180.  


Blogger Neal said...

Yeah...to my own shame, I've put on 100 pounds since my soccer playing days...something's gotta change.

But, good blog Chris...consider yourself bookmarked.  


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