Feel Good Friday, July 12, 2013
Born to lose
I ran in to an old friend recently who commented on how good I looked. “You’ve really slimmed down.”
Kind words, but not accurate. Not anywhere near accurate. About as far from accurate as is humanly possible. Since the Mrs. and I bought our new home last October, and moved away from all my tennis buddies, my exercise regimen has deteriorated to almost nil, and I’ve been packing on the pounds. I am currently the largest I have ever been, and I’m not happy about it. It takes a 6 pack of beer and a couple shots of bourbon before I get happy about it, and you’re wondering how this relates to Feel Good Friday.
Well I have drawn the line in the sand. The demarcation point is now well defined and I am going to get back to fighting weight. I feel better just having made the decision.
The rewards are easy to enumerate. Aside from being healthier, and that is a prime concern, I have a closet full of clothes that are either new, and don’t fit, or are old favorites, and don’t fit. I just flew home last Sunday from Texas on Jet Blue. It was embarrassing to ask for a safety belt extender. Fortunately, I didn’t need it, but I almost did. I got on the plane telling the flight attendant I was bulking up for a Christmas in July Santa visit to an orphanage.
What a crock.
Over the last few years I experimented with the HCG program. It worked great. I lost a tremendous amount of weight in a very short time, and never had dizziness or hunger pangs. Of course when I went off the program and returned to my normal eating habits, the weight all came back. And then some.
I’m old enough and smart enough to understand there is only one thing that really works. It requires a lifestyle change where you decrease caloric intake and increase activity. Pretty simple, huh? I get it. But putting it in to practice after so many years of abuse is a struggle every day. More fruit and salads, fewer bacon cheeseburgers. More whole grains, fewer wings and fries. I can do this. It’s important. I have a new grandson arriving in October and I think he and I are going to be very good friends.
So, do I feel good today? Yes. I made this decision earlier this week, and I already have the bathroom scale backing down. Not a significant number of pounds yet, but definitely moving in the right direction.
I have never been skinny. I don’t think I ever will be. That is not my goal. Achieving and maintaining a more appropriate weight is what I have in mind. I need to dispense with my old joke, “I’m not overweight, I’m under tall.”
Wish me luck. I’ll need it. Have a great weekend and feel good.