Last night, I was at the gym doing my chest and tricep workout. To be honest, I was feeling good about it. My bench has increased a lot over the last couple months, and for the first time in a long time, I was doing dips without any assistance (something that has stressed my shoulder a bit too much in the past).
In addition to that, I’ve pushed myself to squatting 275 and deadlifting 255 for multiple reps at a time with relative ease. Essentially, I’m fairly confident that I’m stronger now than any other time in my life. I think that’s a good thing.
After working out, I went to Sprouts to buy ingredients for a chicken and vegetable stew, I went home and spent an hour chopping up veggies and meat. By 8:45, I was finished and hanging out on the couch. I was feeling satisfied with myself. I had eaten well during the day, I worked out, and I prepped some healthy food for the rest of the week.
When my girlfriend called at 9 saying she was on her way home and was stopping at Wendy’s for a snack, I told myself that I could splurge and have some chicken nuggets and a chicken sandwich. Well, she came home, we ate some crappy food, and went to bed around 10:30.
A Sad Morning
I woke up this morning around 7. I have the luxury of having a job that lets me set my own hours, but I’m still an early riser. I got coffee ready, and started making myself a little oatmeal with chia seeds for breakfast. I began thinking about my day and I decided I’d weigh myself.
248 lbs, 29% Body Fat
Fuuuuuuuuck. 248 is a lot of weight to weigh! When I got out of undergrad, I weighed about 250, so seeing myself at this weight is not encouraging. To say I’m unhappy is an understatement. I’m pissed.
Where Do We Go From Here?
Well, now that I’ve faced the hard realization that I am too fat, it’s time to figure out what to do next. Let’s write down some to-dos:
- Stop Snacking – Goddamn I love snacking. My work does not help this with the plethora of snacks they provide to us. HOWEVER, i think I can get a grip on this with the next bullet.
- Write down all the dumb food going into my mouth – I know, I know, a food journal is supposed to be good for you, but it’s SUCH a pain in the ass! Well fuck it, I guess I have to do this now.
- Fix my drinking – Another fucking bummer! I love drinking, and I’m still not going to change my social calendar. What I will do is cut back and not drink unless it’s warranted by a social situation. In those situation, I’m only having vodka from now on. No more delicious wine, beers, or ciders. Shit.
- Alter my workouts – The only positive thing that’s come out of this is my overall strength and the amount of muscle I have. I’m satisfied with that, so right now, I’m going to cut back on increasing the amount I’m lifting. I’m also going to add more cardio into the mix. Either before, during, or after lifting, I need to do more.
- Stop eating “easy” and delicious food – This goes along with no more snacking and writing down all the shit that goes into my belly, but the fact is, when you’re in a relationship and you have more than zero dollars in your bank account, it’s really easy to go out, order in, or buy shit that’s pre-prepped and easy. This needs to stop.
- Identify some motivation – I don’t have a solution for this. My attention span is very short, so I’m motivated right now as I type, but who knows. I will work on this.
- NO EXCUSES – I am extremely good at justifying my bad behavior, so this may be the most important bullet of all. I know what it take, I just need to do shit and not break my plan.
This is a real blow, people. It’s pretty hard staring down the barrel of a whole bunch of tedious crap, but I did this to myself, now I gotta get myself out of this situation.
Los Borrachos Denver 