Where I check in during a weight-loss challenge
Again, I’m a “weight is just a number” guy, but that doesn’t change the fact that my body was growing in all of the wrong ways toward the end of last year. Part of that might have just been holiday madness, but mostly it was that I was getting into bad habits: I’d skip breakfast, I’d allow myself a glass or two (or three or seven) of wine with dinner most every night, I’d “sleep in1” most mornings (skipping workouts).
So, come January 2, I joined a weight-loss-challenge with a bunch of friends from the Twitterverse. While I absolutely do not care about my actual weight, weight-tracking is the easiest measure in a group setting . . . though I’d love to see a VO2Max challenge (if only because if you think I look goofy now, imagine me with an oxygen mask on while walking on the treadmill). And, quite frankly, while I don’t care about my weight, there was far too much fat for me to not lose weight if I was serious about concentrating on my health.
Today marks 50 days into a 90 day challenge . . . and I would have posted this at the 45 day mark, but, well, I didn’t think of that post, so you’ll get 50 days in.
The challenge started when two friends were talking about getting their asses in gear in the new year . . . and I chimed in that, if they were to create some kind of way to motivate each other, that I wanted in. Then another person chimed in, and then another. Before-long, we had a pretty significant number, a Google group was created, and the ground rules were set: weigh-ins on Wednesdays, the “winner” would be determined by overall percentage of weight lost (though this is, somewhat, unfair to some members of the group who, simply didn’t have a whole lot of weight to lose), be consistent & honest with your weight-ins.
As we started, I set my own rules: religiously journal my food intake to My Fitness Pal, work out as much as feasibly possible, and pack breakfasts & lunches as often as possible (for the financial benefit as well as the waistline benefit). With the workouts, I did set two goals: run 1000 miles and bike 2500 . . . and I’m falling behind, a bit, with those – but I have good reason. I’ve come to the conclusion that I can’t stand not being able to feel my toes. So, I’m staying inside – and I hate running on a treadmill. With a brutally cold winter, I have barely been running — but, if I extrapolate my elliptical times to 10:00/miles (and I’m closer to a 9:00/mile runner when I’m going for distance), I’m actually ahead of my target, so I’ll just hope that the temperatures warm up soon and that I don’t lose my focus.
Oh, and I took before pictures. Because this was a 90 day challenge and I knew I wouldn’t be completely happy with the result in the mirror after 90 days. In fact, I might not be happy with the result in the mirror, ever. But, I needed something to keep me from getting discouraged — instead of looking in the mirror & getting stuck with “this is not where I want to be,” I can look in the mirror, compare it to my before shots, and realize “this is how far I’ve come”.
50 days in, the weight is coming off – but, more than that, my self-confidence is up. I have more energy (most of the time – the day after a day with a significant amount of time in the gym, I drag a bit — and perhaps it’s that I declared today a “recovery day” that I’m writing this post). My clothes are fitting better, though I need to buy new jeans and a new belt.
|Before||50 Days In|
|256.6 pounds||233.8 pounds|
|13 consecutive push-ups||37 consecutive push-ups|