It really seems as though I seem to draw into myself whenever I'm stressed and do exactly the opposite of what I should be doing. For instance, right now I should be studying for the chemistry test that I have later today. And yet I find myself here blogging for the first time... excited?.. not really.
What do I feel right now? I feel my fat gut pressed against the desk as it also pulls against my back. I unnecessarily bought myself a large pizza hut pizza tonight and ate half of it. However satisfying it was in taste, but I knew I didn't need the extra calories and yet there I was having my fill.
I actually had a great work out last week and was very sore, but in a good way. I hadn't hurt myself, but my muscles were definitely complaining. I should have continued to work out, but I constantly find myself making excuses to do the exact opposite. Which usually involves me sitting on my @$$ doing nothing. I really want to work out, to eat right, and get back down to comfortable weight. I find that I am ashamed to even remove my shirt in front my own wife now... I'm amazed that I'm not ashamed to take my shirt off in front of my dogs too. It's pitiful and disheartening.
I know that there is no "easy" quick fix for being overweight. It took me a while to get to this point and I know that it is going to be a while before I'm back to where I want to be, but it starts here... RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW.
310 lbs. was the damage the last time I weighed myself when I was at the gym. A moderate workout of the chest and tri's followed by 30 minutes of light jogging (5 mph) and mostly walking (3.8 mph) which was about 1.88 miles in total... and I was down to 309 lbs. afterwards.
OK, now that I've gotten all of that off of my chest, back to studying for my Chemistry Test... **sigh**
