Week 2: Let Me Roll It

"I can't tell you how I feel, my heart is like a wheel.  Let me roll it." - Macca

So, this past week was pretty much a roller coaster. My wife and son and Baby 2 (still residing in his womby apartment) were in a wreck last week that totalled the car and threw our world into a week of tears, frustration, appreciation and thankfulness.  I haven't really gotten to a place where I have a comfortable enough feel of my heart and emotions so I can write about it.  Suffice it to say God and Honda protected my wife and God and Honda and the carseat protected my son and Baby 2 was safe because God and Honda protected him/her as well and Baby 2 is the size of an avocado, according to my iPreggolite app on my iPhone.  When I am more comfortable I will write about it.  I will say two things before I tell you about the sweaty progress.  First of all there is a moment after your family gets smacked by a distracted co-ed going about 65 where you think "I could be all alone right now because of that one moment."  It is overwhelming and awful and scary and produces the palpitations.  For obvious reasons I don't like to think about it.  And secondly it produces extreme perspective.  To quote David St. Hubbins, too much perspective. 

I have really done well with the weight loss.  I have been logging every day and exercising often and I have lost another six lbs.  I am in a good zone.  The discipline of wanting to work out is slowly creeping back.  I feel better, move better and look better.  Thanks for all the encouragement.

People ask me what I am doing.  I am counting calories and working out.  I am eating less and eating better and exercising more.  That is the trick.  FYI, don't believe Suzanne Somers.  If you are overweight and cannot lose it, it actually IS your fault.  I am not allowed to blame faulty genes or the fact that Burger King sells original chicken sandwiches at a 2 for 5 dollar clip.  I am only allowed to blame the owner of the hands shoveling food into my mouth.  If you want to lose weight, eat less and exercise more.  Eat less sugar and less carbs and less fatty foods. It really is that simple.  Plan to lose weight and make appropriate plans.  Set a start date that leaves you about a month to prepare.  Figure out your workout plan.  Clean out the pantry and fridge and freezer.  Shop accordingly.  Have a farewell tour of your favorite places to eat unhealthy.  Then hit the diet and workout hard for about three weeks.  After that it really will become a habit.  After three weeks, allow yourself a cheat meal where you are allowed a taste of what you miss.  Don't go crazy and have a 3000 calorie meal.  And add one extra workout in your week. 

That is where I am at.  Next week I will have my cheat meal. Maybe.  Right now I am not craving anything other than losing 20 pounds in January.  I am making good progress.  I will check in later.  Just know that right now I am going to hit my goal weight by February 6th.  Thanks for your prayers and encouragement.  Keep them coming.

Also, there were some funny and awesome moments in that awful week that are related to the wreck.  Maybe in a week or two I will write about that.

So far, down 13 lbs.