I hope this finds you well. I hope your Thanksgiving was perfect, plentiful and peaceful. Mine was over in a matter of 20 minutes, but it was a good 20 minutes. My wife on the other hand cooked for hours. LOL.
So if you’re keeping track I guess let me tell you about my trip to New York. We went to see Harry Potter and the Cursed Child as part of an early birthday celebration for Amber. With Brandon getting married a few days after her 50th birthday, it’s a little hard to really pull off anything spectacular. With tickets being so expensive I figured the money I would spent on a house party or a small get together somewhere we were just go do something that we wouldn’t normally do for ourselves, and as much as I wanted to travel this year that didn’t work out either. We took the train from Hamilton New Jersey and ended up at Madison Square Garden before a New York Rangers game ironically enough. The play was great, I have to keep the secrets so I will not tell you much about it. We had lunch at the Hard Rock Café and then coffee in between plays at a coffee shop and it was the perfect day.
Leading up to it, we got to see fantastic beasts part two. And in the end that was okay too. I just think it was one of those setup movies, that just starts to lay out all The groundwork for what is to come. Being a Potter head, I can find a lot of loopholes in the story but it is what it is. At least it was another trip back into the wizarding world.
We were worried about freezing our asses off in New York City so we ran over to Kohl’s and Amber bought me a new winter coat. If you have been reading along since the beginning you’ll know that at 411 pounds five years ago I did not have a winter coat. I would just typically bundle up with hoodies or whatever I could. I also wasn’t very cold back then. Now I am always freezing my ass off. The great thing for both of us is that we bought small jackets. I think she got a women’s small, and I got a men’s large. I could not honestly believe it. But it fits great. And very warm. And although it might be too much information, I am in a size large Hanes Low cut Brief! BOOM. Non scale victories all day. Mother Trucker!
I don’t have much to say about the scale lately. I am struggling when it comes to the scale. Up and down in the same 5 pounds area. Trying very hard to break out of the 270s. I know a lot of it has to do with my root canal and the medicine that I had to take because of my fake right hip. The good news is that I am pushing through. I have tested, and I know that I am in ketosis. I have also checked my body fat and it’s actually going down still. So I am not going to let the scale number get into my head. Ironically that’s the number everybody cares about. “Hey how much we have he lost. Oh my god you look amazing” I guess I looked like a fat slob up until recently. I guess everything falls apart.
I have had a lot of friends reach out lately, and even some people that I barely know asking for help. Or maybe even just pointed in the right direction so they can learn about Keto on their own. I am going to spend some time and redo my website/ blog and add an Area where information will always live. At the same time I will add to it as I go. That is why I kept this going as long as I have. Not only to continue to hold myself accountable but to do my best to help others who need to see a light at the end of the tunnel. I have been going for five years. When you ask if you have to do this forever… the answer is yes… especially if you’ve had a lifetime of bad relationships with food.
If anyone has an extra $700 laying around, I would love to get certified so I could actually know what I am doing. Right now they have a deal with personal training and nutritionist. It would be cool to be legit. And scary as fuck cause anatomy isn’t easy. It would definitely be a challenge.
Getting your shit together requires a level of honesty that most people can’t even imagine. Ain’t nothing easy about realizing you’re the one that’s been holding yourself back this whole time. The lack of discipline in the end is the answer to some of those why not me questions that everyone asks themselves. It really took a re-awakening for me to get it. I can’t make others have that same epiphany. (this is powerful stuff and not just regarding diets and gym crap but in life and relationships and your job etc)
I don’t know why but I definitely feel the pressure on the holidays this year. I don’t want anything from anyone. Tried to politely tell my mom to skip Christmas and birthdays and things going forward. Her birthday is a few days before Christmas and Amber’s is a couple days after Christmas. Sometimes I just feel like my parents and I are sending $50 back-and-forth to each other. It’s just silly. I’ll send my mom flowers for her birthday or something. After all she is my mom. I don’t know. I went into the city with some gym peeps, this past weekend and it was a beautiful day and just very crowded. I did get to see the shows at the Comcast Center and Macy’s. Didn’t really look around Christmas village all too much, something tells me I will head back down there again this year. Just Amber and I. It’s definitely fun to people watch. Maybe we will venture a little deeper into town.
I don’t know. I have been working hard and just wish things where at a different place right. I definitely didn’t hit my goals for this month. Glad to still be at over my years goal for sure. I am definitely over 60 pounds lost for 2018. I do believe that I’ll be roughly at 70 by the end of the year. That I am on track to do barely LACK OF DISCIPLINE! (See we all have it sometimes.)
My son Brandon gets married the first week of the January and while his fiancée is claiming to throw an epic evening on social media already, , I am not sure why I feel the stress of it. She has a very large family and inviting people to the wedding was a very difficult task. I would totally love to have some of my crew there. But while I might be a host, that really is in a monetary way more than anything and that is okay. I don’t mind helping the kids and doing the best that I can. I wanted at the very least to have my immediate family with me, one cousin, and for the most part, the band, since I am with them so much.
Without getting into it here too much, my immediate family will be missing a sibling, so far most of the band has not responded, and some people that I really wanted to be there, responded no to my surprise. It should be no shocker to me since many of them didn’t even send the kids a card for the shower or even acknowledge the RSVP. The one thing it will do is bring my already small circle in even tighter. I guess in the end I have to celebrate with the people that chose to be there with my son, and family. I am actually surprised at myself with how grownup I can be with some of the wedding crap that is going on. It’s hard not to take things personally.
My dad always always expects me to be the bigger man. All he ever says is how my brother and sister and I need to be a unit, to be there for each other. That is all he ever asks for, and all he ever wants as a present. The funny thing is that my dad doesn’t speak to all his siblings. Way to lead by example, Pop! After this wedding, I am done being the bigger man. I knew when the invitations went out some of the people including immediate family, who would not be bothered to come. So my dream of that perfect family photo will never come to fruition. I will just have to relish the one that’s almost 20 years old at this time. At least my grandmom is in that one. I always forgive, hoping to gain just a little respect. I am the older brother, I make sure my brother and sister know that I love them throughout the year. I see how my father respects his older sister. I always give those around me the benefit of doubt hoping that they will prove me wrong, but they generally don’t. Breathe.
Everyone keeps asking me about my new job. It’s been over three months, I’m still here, still learning, and working remotely isn’t half as much fun as most people think. Just saying.
I went to the Flyers game on Tuesday night, it was love your melon night. Proceeds from my tickets went to the hockey fights cancer program. The Flyers still suck, and we make shitty teams look amazing. I can’t complain about the company though. I had a good time.
What are some of your favorite holiday traditions? Amber and I seemed to be starving for a few of our own. By all means if you are reading this even anonymously, please comment below. I would love to hear them.
This was long enough. I am gonna get back to work.
Trying not to be a grinch,