This crap is hard! Maybe it's just the 22 years of habits I have formed, or maybe it's just the fact that food is so delicious. I don't know but it's hard. I have been "awarded" the task of grocery shopping after I get off work today. I am very interested in seeing what I end up throwing in the cart. I've got my shopping list as well as instructions to "grab whatever snacks I would like" Well the snacks I like and the snacks I should get are 2 different things, let me tell ya.
I controlled myself reasonably on Halloween. So I was kind of proud.
My goal is to be in the 200's when I weigh, and to stay there for the rest of my life (ideally). I apologize for not having weighed in the past couple of days. I am going to be buying a scale and also I am getting a new phone which makes posting pictures easier (plus it gives me a little time to get back down where I should be ya know?) I will post a photo as soon as I have the means.
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Monday, October 31, 2011
Sorry no picture.
So my friend broke my iPhone the other day while we were playing basketball so I had no means of taking a photo of the scale. I weighed though!
[300lbs.]
Yes it is I the human yo-yo. It's like the Bear says "you won't lose any weigh unless you exercise!" And she's right, but she is always right so I should have known. I rolled my ankle (again) while playing football with my cousins last night. I just can't resist a game of football. It should make working out interesting, but then again for me working out is always interesting. Jake said we could hit up the weight room at Provo High, and also use the field for drills and stuff. I do better working out when it is sports related. We'll see if Jake will pull through for me or not. If not looks like I will be getting a gym pass. More posts, as well as pictures to come.
[300lbs.]
Yes it is I the human yo-yo. It's like the Bear says "you won't lose any weigh unless you exercise!" And she's right, but she is always right so I should have known. I rolled my ankle (again) while playing football with my cousins last night. I just can't resist a game of football. It should make working out interesting, but then again for me working out is always interesting. Jake said we could hit up the weight room at Provo High, and also use the field for drills and stuff. I do better working out when it is sports related. We'll see if Jake will pull through for me or not. If not looks like I will be getting a gym pass. More posts, as well as pictures to come.
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Keep it comin'
So I was totally going to ride my bike down to my parents to weigh tonight. I got all ready sweats and all, iPod booming and wouldn't you know it? flat tire. So I ended up driving down to their house to weigh in and pump up my tire so I could exercise.
Not bad right? I mean I definitively would have lost more if I had my tire pumped to ride down, but oh well. Not only was my tire flat, but it had a hole! so I will have to be buying a new tube in order to ride. yay!
Bad Jord!!!
So I am sitting here at work right? And in walks our market manager (a market manager is one who is the manager over multiple branches in any one area, in other words she is my boss' boss) any way she brought in some of the most delicious looking sugar cookies for us as a little reward for meeting our Visa goals (which I was not apart of) Mckay put them in our vault room so we could go back when it was slow and enjoy a cookie.
WILL POWER!!!
hahah psyche! I ate one. And now I feel like the worst person in the world. I mean the cookie was delicious, not just delicious but sooo delicious, but it was definitely no worth it! I regret it. This is going to be hard. At least I am recognizing my downfalls right?........right?
WILL POWER!!!
hahah psyche! I ate one. And now I feel like the worst person in the world. I mean the cookie was delicious, not just delicious but sooo delicious, but it was definitely no worth it! I regret it. This is going to be hard. At least I am recognizing my downfalls right?........right?
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Bit By Bit
So I headed down to do my daily weigh in at my mom and dad's It was a little better, but it might be at the stage where It was probably just water weight or something, which quite frankly would be my luck.
So I weighed in right at 300lbs which is a loss of 3.4 lbs (probably just water weight) But I am going to be a optimist here, my ultimate weight I would like to be at is 200lbs so I got 100 to go. Now I lost 3.4 in a day which is not common so lets say I lose 4 pounds a week it would take me 6 months to lose 96lbs which would put me at a cool 204. 6 months from today is April 25th. By that day I expect to weigh 200 pounds (assuming I lose more than 4 a couple of weeks.)
Worse Than I Thought
So I did it my first weigh in, didn't buy a scale yet so I went down to my mom and dads to weigh. It was bad..... worse than I had originally thought when I started the blog. You'll see what I mean later. I have to say that I have been doing awesome with self control. Saturday in Logan we went to Chick-fil-a instead of the 10 piece nugget meal I got a wrap which was delicious! and then I went to Wendy's for lunch yesterday (Monday) and got a salad. That is good for me OK? because I would usually order 2 chicken sandwiches, 2 double stacks, and a 5 piece nugget. Gross huh? Anyway, for dinner Sar and I went to Costa Vida where I would usually get a Steak Burrito with extra rice. Instead I got a pork salad that I didn't even finish. No matter what you say I am proud of myself.
Monday, October 24, 2011
Apologies
I know.....I know.....I realized that I had said that I would be posting and updating every week. But I have a been busy with home work, watching football, and playing video games. Because that is what the average 22 year old male does during the wonderful fall time (yes Sar I should have been exercising). Anyways Sar and I went on a weekend getaway to Logan to visit our friends Austin & Kodie. IT WAS SO MUCH FUN! but that is beside the point. I feel like I probably should have prefaced this story a little more. You see Austin is one of my best friends and he married Kodie and she became a member of the proverbial "wolf pack" if you will. And Sar and I were a little nervous to go up there and intrude on Kodie's turf, because we didn't know if she would like us (funny story about that for later). Austin and I have, what I feel to be your typical best friend relationship you know the type where people around you probably think you guys hate each other because of how much crap you talk about each other Trust me this will all make sense as I complete the story.
The reason I am posting this on my weight-loss blog is because there were many times right before we left and when we were in Logan that it just really hit me. This is the story
So the day Sar and I were going to head up, we were watching this show on MTV called "I Used to Be Fat" as we packed. It was an episode where a young man started the summer weighing 315lbs. and over the course of the summer he got a personal trainer/dietitian and by the end of the 3 months he was down to like 187lbs. Now that is motivational in itself, but after the kid steps on the scale for the last time he gets really emotional and he hugs his dad and they are both crying and his dad tells him how proud of him he was and how he knew he could do it. This made me cry, which I had to shield from the bear. It wasn't just because it was an emotional scene, but because I started to wonder if maybe my dad was really concerned or disappointed about my weight and how I have let myself go. Throughout my life I know I have not lived up to my potential in many areas, with my weight being the main one. And there are somethings that I know my dad is disappointed in, its not the bad kind of disappointment, but the kind of disappointment someone has when they know they other persons potential of what could have been and what still can be. I also know that my dad is very proud of me and all of the other things I have accomplished. It's just.... I don't know but when I saw that scene it just made me want to have that same kind of celebration with my Dad, just to kind of make up for all the things I could have done growing up, but didn't.
Well anyway Sar and I got packed and made the trip up to Logan, which was not bad at all, We got there and Austin was at a football meeting so we just went to their house to hang out with Kodie, we chit chatted about different stuff and then we went to pick up Austin. We got back to the house and I told Austin I wouldn't be able to go to his game the3 next day because I own ZERO blue crap. So he went and grabbed this laundry basket from where he had just cleaned out his locker and started going through it. Saying things like "won't fit", and "too small" as he would toss them back into the basket. Finally he came to a couple of shirts that he said were really nice, he looked at the tag and said "Oh, they're both larges, that would never work." Now he didn't mean anything rude by it or anything, because ever since Austin and I had grown from elementary school and on together he knew I was big. So he wasn't taking a slight at me or anything he just new that his friend Fish didn't wear a size Large. Here's the thing though, I am 5' 11" (shut up Jake I am) so I should weight around 155-200 lbs. So a size LG shirt should fit me, I should be able to borrow his or any of my friends clothes. We moved on and I found a shirt to wear, all was well.
That night they suggested that we should go over to Kodie's dads house to sit in his hot tub. I have never had a problem with this at all, My parents have a hot tub and Sar and I go sit in it frequently. So we drove over got in the hot tub everything was going good. And then I looked around. At Sar, then at Kodie, then at Austin. They are all very fit, and very attractive people. I looked at myself and all of my blubberiness, and I was disgusted. Why can't I be a normal person, that looks good with his shirt off? Well I can and that is the point of this blog right. I turned the hot tub light off and stopped thinking about it. We went home and went to sleep.
The next day was Austin's game which he was able to snag me a sideline pass for. The players were gigantic, which made it hard to see the game over them, but they had these benches back behind the players, and some people were standing on the benches to get a better view of the field. So I stood on the bench for probably a good quarter of the game. Austin and a few of the other Receivers came over and sat on that bench and they were talking. I was standing on the spot right next to Austin and there was no one on the other side of me, When one of the players came over and said "can I sit here big fella?" I of course moved because he was super nice and it's his team and I have no right to be on the bench if a player on the team needs to sit down. Then it hit me! Big Fella? this is a man who plays division 1 college football! lining up next to some of the biggest people on the planet, and he was calling me big fella? He of course meant no offense by his comment, I laughed a little and continued to watch the game. The game ended we went out to eat saw a movie and headed to bed.
The next day was Sunday. We all slept in woke up and watched some football, headed to Wingers for some nummy lunch, and then went back to the house for an afternoon nap. I couldn't sleep so I went on a little drive. I went back as Austin was heading out to one of his football meetings so I went in and lounged watching some Nightmare Before Christmas (so good). Austin came home and we went outside to toss the pigskin. All the while we were talking about how sweet it would be if they came back to Provo so we could get a flag football team together, we were talking about all of our friends and what positions we would all play and I of course volunteered myself to play QB, Austin of course started to laugh, this is the only part that actually kind of offended me because I am a very good athlete and I can play QB. Part of the reason I want to lose weight is so I can play QB in our flag football league (and do well) Like everything else I shook it off and continued on with the night.
Everyone wanted treats, but Austin had homework he had to do, which was Sports medicine stuff that Sar is of course an expert at. So she volunteered to help him. So It was up to Kodie and myself to go to wal-mart to get the treats. We went and grabbed some good stuff and got in the car to head home. And that's when a thought popped in my head. "What do other girls think when they look at me?" Before we all blow a gasket here and start getting all huffy and puffy about how I'm married and I shouldn't care what other girls think about me blah blah blah. Let's just take a deep breath and calm down because I don't care what other girls think about me, only my Bear. I just wonder what they think when they see all 294lbs. of me. All through elementary and middle school I was the boy who was cute and so nice, but only as a good friend, which is nice people speak for your fat so I don't like you like you.
I know Sar says I am attractive, but I feel bad because I know it would be hard to be attracted to someone who is as overweight as I am ya know? I love her so much for always making me feel like I look good, when I know that that's probably not completely true.
All of these happenings have made me really decide how I am going to operate this blog. I will be posting daily weigh-ins, along with little run downs of the food I have taken in that day. I just came to the realization that updating a blog weekly sounds good at first, but It is WAY too easy to procrastinate on a weekly blog, so yes this will be a blog where I take a pic of myself shirtless (sorry) and also of the scale and what it reads every day. I think I will do it around bed time right after I have gotten all ready to sleep. So I will start that tonight, and every night from now on.
My weight situation has gotten out of hand and something has got to change..
Jordan
The reason I am posting this on my weight-loss blog is because there were many times right before we left and when we were in Logan that it just really hit me. This is the story
So the day Sar and I were going to head up, we were watching this show on MTV called "I Used to Be Fat" as we packed. It was an episode where a young man started the summer weighing 315lbs. and over the course of the summer he got a personal trainer/dietitian and by the end of the 3 months he was down to like 187lbs. Now that is motivational in itself, but after the kid steps on the scale for the last time he gets really emotional and he hugs his dad and they are both crying and his dad tells him how proud of him he was and how he knew he could do it. This made me cry, which I had to shield from the bear. It wasn't just because it was an emotional scene, but because I started to wonder if maybe my dad was really concerned or disappointed about my weight and how I have let myself go. Throughout my life I know I have not lived up to my potential in many areas, with my weight being the main one. And there are somethings that I know my dad is disappointed in, its not the bad kind of disappointment, but the kind of disappointment someone has when they know they other persons potential of what could have been and what still can be. I also know that my dad is very proud of me and all of the other things I have accomplished. It's just.... I don't know but when I saw that scene it just made me want to have that same kind of celebration with my Dad, just to kind of make up for all the things I could have done growing up, but didn't.
Well anyway Sar and I got packed and made the trip up to Logan, which was not bad at all, We got there and Austin was at a football meeting so we just went to their house to hang out with Kodie, we chit chatted about different stuff and then we went to pick up Austin. We got back to the house and I told Austin I wouldn't be able to go to his game the3 next day because I own ZERO blue crap. So he went and grabbed this laundry basket from where he had just cleaned out his locker and started going through it. Saying things like "won't fit", and "too small" as he would toss them back into the basket. Finally he came to a couple of shirts that he said were really nice, he looked at the tag and said "Oh, they're both larges, that would never work." Now he didn't mean anything rude by it or anything, because ever since Austin and I had grown from elementary school and on together he knew I was big. So he wasn't taking a slight at me or anything he just new that his friend Fish didn't wear a size Large. Here's the thing though, I am 5' 11" (shut up Jake I am) so I should weight around 155-200 lbs. So a size LG shirt should fit me, I should be able to borrow his or any of my friends clothes. We moved on and I found a shirt to wear, all was well.
That night they suggested that we should go over to Kodie's dads house to sit in his hot tub. I have never had a problem with this at all, My parents have a hot tub and Sar and I go sit in it frequently. So we drove over got in the hot tub everything was going good. And then I looked around. At Sar, then at Kodie, then at Austin. They are all very fit, and very attractive people. I looked at myself and all of my blubberiness, and I was disgusted. Why can't I be a normal person, that looks good with his shirt off? Well I can and that is the point of this blog right. I turned the hot tub light off and stopped thinking about it. We went home and went to sleep.
The next day was Austin's game which he was able to snag me a sideline pass for. The players were gigantic, which made it hard to see the game over them, but they had these benches back behind the players, and some people were standing on the benches to get a better view of the field. So I stood on the bench for probably a good quarter of the game. Austin and a few of the other Receivers came over and sat on that bench and they were talking. I was standing on the spot right next to Austin and there was no one on the other side of me, When one of the players came over and said "can I sit here big fella?" I of course moved because he was super nice and it's his team and I have no right to be on the bench if a player on the team needs to sit down. Then it hit me! Big Fella? this is a man who plays division 1 college football! lining up next to some of the biggest people on the planet, and he was calling me big fella? He of course meant no offense by his comment, I laughed a little and continued to watch the game. The game ended we went out to eat saw a movie and headed to bed.
The next day was Sunday. We all slept in woke up and watched some football, headed to Wingers for some nummy lunch, and then went back to the house for an afternoon nap. I couldn't sleep so I went on a little drive. I went back as Austin was heading out to one of his football meetings so I went in and lounged watching some Nightmare Before Christmas (so good). Austin came home and we went outside to toss the pigskin. All the while we were talking about how sweet it would be if they came back to Provo so we could get a flag football team together, we were talking about all of our friends and what positions we would all play and I of course volunteered myself to play QB, Austin of course started to laugh, this is the only part that actually kind of offended me because I am a very good athlete and I can play QB. Part of the reason I want to lose weight is so I can play QB in our flag football league (and do well) Like everything else I shook it off and continued on with the night.
Everyone wanted treats, but Austin had homework he had to do, which was Sports medicine stuff that Sar is of course an expert at. So she volunteered to help him. So It was up to Kodie and myself to go to wal-mart to get the treats. We went and grabbed some good stuff and got in the car to head home. And that's when a thought popped in my head. "What do other girls think when they look at me?" Before we all blow a gasket here and start getting all huffy and puffy about how I'm married and I shouldn't care what other girls think about me blah blah blah. Let's just take a deep breath and calm down because I don't care what other girls think about me, only my Bear. I just wonder what they think when they see all 294lbs. of me. All through elementary and middle school I was the boy who was cute and so nice, but only as a good friend, which is nice people speak for your fat so I don't like you like you.
I know Sar says I am attractive, but I feel bad because I know it would be hard to be attracted to someone who is as overweight as I am ya know? I love her so much for always making me feel like I look good, when I know that that's probably not completely true.
All of these happenings have made me really decide how I am going to operate this blog. I will be posting daily weigh-ins, along with little run downs of the food I have taken in that day. I just came to the realization that updating a blog weekly sounds good at first, but It is WAY too easy to procrastinate on a weekly blog, so yes this will be a blog where I take a pic of myself shirtless (sorry) and also of the scale and what it reads every day. I think I will do it around bed time right after I have gotten all ready to sleep. So I will start that tonight, and every night from now on.
My weight situation has gotten out of hand and something has got to change..
Jordan
Monday, October 3, 2011
It's about time.
OK people, and hopefully one day avid followers. I am on a mission, a mission that I should have started a LONG time ago! You see it all started about 2 or 3 days ago when I was getting ready to attend the Utah game, I grabbed my lucky Ute shirt put it on and something happened.... It was no longer my extra super comfortable Under Armour game day shirt which I had grown (HA!) to love, it was a tight poor fitting mess. I of course told myself that it had just shrunk in the wash and I was OK, but then I realized that it is made out of fabric that doesn't not shrink, could it be possible that I had ballooned? I shook the thought out of my head and headed to my dads House to meet him so we could head to the game. The Utes lost because I did not wear my lucky shirt (and because dad wore his unlucky hat, that's a different story) So we went home defeated and I slept. Woke up the next morning and The Bear and I hung out watching conference, we decided to head to my parents for some Sunday pork chops. When we arrived I realized that I had to use the restroom, I walked in the bathroom and what was staring right at me? The scale of course. All of the sudden the thoughts of my lucky shirt flew into my head swirling around making me think that I should probably step on the scale to weigh. Note: I hate scales. So I tapped their bathroom scale so it would turn on and when it flashed 0.0 I stepped on, and I waited.....waited........waited..... looked down and
BOOM 294lbs.
Yes that is in fact not a typo. Needless to stay I was crushed. And then my future flashed before my eyes. A future of Sara lifting up fat rolls to wash underneath, Me not being able to leave my room watching infomercials in bed all day suffocated by the endless rolls of self, and then lastly a fire crew breaking a wall off of my house to lift me by crane onto the back of a flat bed truck to be transferred to a hospital where they have to put 2 beds together to accommodate me and my massiveness.
I felt like puking. I stood there in the bathroom dumbfounded for a good 5 minutes. I have an issue, you see the person I see in the mirror does not weigh 294lbs. I usually saw someone who is a little chubby and could drop a few pounds, at least that's what I used to see.
So I start my journey, I am setting a goal to lose 94lbs in a year (give or take). to get down to a fit 200lbs. No it's not going to be easy and no I'm not gonna do some fad diet or eat like some weird hipster. I am going to do it the old fashioned way. Watching what I eat and being active and exercising. Sure there will be slip ups along the way, but that is the point of this here blog. Here's my logic, If I set this goal for my self and told no one I wouldn't feel guilty if I made a Del Taco run, or took an extra brownie, but if I have you all (and the Bear) following my progress and waiting for weekly updates then I would feel bad if I reported a gain instead of a loss.
Here's how this is gonna work. I will post my "before" pictures shortly (at work can't take my shirt off) And then I will add weekly posts with updates, pictures, and stories of how I overcame or fell to temptation. Also of activities I did throughout the week to maintain my goals. Hopefully you will be entertained and find my story helpful, until next time! Wish me luck.
BOOM 294lbs.
Yes that is in fact not a typo. Needless to stay I was crushed. And then my future flashed before my eyes. A future of Sara lifting up fat rolls to wash underneath, Me not being able to leave my room watching infomercials in bed all day suffocated by the endless rolls of self, and then lastly a fire crew breaking a wall off of my house to lift me by crane onto the back of a flat bed truck to be transferred to a hospital where they have to put 2 beds together to accommodate me and my massiveness.
I felt like puking. I stood there in the bathroom dumbfounded for a good 5 minutes. I have an issue, you see the person I see in the mirror does not weigh 294lbs. I usually saw someone who is a little chubby and could drop a few pounds, at least that's what I used to see.
So I start my journey, I am setting a goal to lose 94lbs in a year (give or take). to get down to a fit 200lbs. No it's not going to be easy and no I'm not gonna do some fad diet or eat like some weird hipster. I am going to do it the old fashioned way. Watching what I eat and being active and exercising. Sure there will be slip ups along the way, but that is the point of this here blog. Here's my logic, If I set this goal for my self and told no one I wouldn't feel guilty if I made a Del Taco run, or took an extra brownie, but if I have you all (and the Bear) following my progress and waiting for weekly updates then I would feel bad if I reported a gain instead of a loss.
Here's how this is gonna work. I will post my "before" pictures shortly (at work can't take my shirt off) And then I will add weekly posts with updates, pictures, and stories of how I overcame or fell to temptation. Also of activities I did throughout the week to maintain my goals. Hopefully you will be entertained and find my story helpful, until next time! Wish me luck.
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