So if you follow my social media stuff, you’ll see that I did win the six-week fat loss competition. I won by .6%. My friend Jason really kicked butt in the gym as well and lost 4% body fat. He also took off 22 pounds. Since I put $20 in for me and $20 dollars in for Amber I ended up winning a pot of $400. It was pretty awesome. Want to know how I celebrated? I went back to the gym and worked out.
It’s funny I was at the shore and pretty much resisted most foods there. I really think even my head I thought that I was going to fall into old habits for memorial day weekend. I love memorial day weekend. But you know what, I didn’t. I came home from the shore and worked out. The private party I played on Saturday night had a goddamn ice cream truck show up. Seriously, a mother fucking ice cream truck. But I did well. I did allow myself a few vodka and waters because let’s face it, I am human. But as far as sweets and other things I just stayed away from them. (I had a few cookies, again, I am human) Eating in a keto type lifestyle is working for me. It just is a little harder to eat out because I am still counting everything as much as possible. Many people that do keto do not track their macros except for carbs. I am still tracking my fat and protein intake. If I did not say enough, seriously an ice cream truck.
In the end I do think the extra time I put in on the elliptical has been helping too. So this morning I was actually very surprised to see that I lost weight. I lost 3 pounds since last Wednesday. Right on target. I am down 18 pounds since mid April. I am now 6 pounds from my very first goal, 17 from the next one and 32 from the final one. So there will be no going back for the rest of this year. Come 2019 we are throwing all these clothes out and starting fresh. I was very over whelmed by all the well wishes at Carneys this past weekend and everyone who noticed the work that I put in. People haven’t seen you since last summer where I had my double hernia and did a tailspin putting on 40 pounds in the blink of an eye. I am still working that off but that is okay. Those are a part of life’s lessons. All I know is that I felt fantastic onstage in Cape May. No amount of money in the world can change that.
Amber and I went to a restaurant/bar in Wildwood and I ordered a pot roast sandwich that I absolutely love and ate the meat out of it with a Fork. I looked over at her and said who the fuck am I? Jesus. And am I really leaving this fresh-baked roll on this plate? But I did. Sometimes you just really have to ask yourself what is more important. Food is fuel. If you can convince yourself of that, you’ll be much stronger in the end. Yes deep fried Oreos taste a hundred times better than 4 ounces of grilled chicken, yes it takes a lot of self-control to not have the Oreos. But shit, have you ever had fried Oreos? Holy spectacular Jesus.
But let’s get real for a second. In the end I think a keto type lifestyle is going to be what is going to work for me. Meat, cheese, can’t be that bad. And I do love feeling better more than anything. And although a tad sluggish still, I am working out the kinks.
I think the fat loss contest opened up a lot of peoples eyes at the gym. You can go to the gym every day of the week, but until you actually dive into the healthy eating aspect of it, you were just going in circles. None of us are honestly in the maintenance type position just yet.
I am not really sure if coach is proud of me or not. I still think he’s pissed off that I put the extra weight on once I got hurt. And until I get to where I was last year he’s just going to keep giving me shit. But that’s OK, I am used to people doubting me. I will be there right on schedule by the end of June. Then we will kick this shit into high gear. Any goal that I have set myself is reachable. Making unrealistic goals is stupid. It will really fuck up your head. You will never outwork a bad diet.
So lots of traveling again this weekend and I will do my best to stay focused and on point. I hope that everyone had a great holiday weekend and is getting excited for the summer. There is no sun in the immediate forecast here in Philadelphia and that really bums me out but when it does come I will be ready to enjoy it. My tattoos are healed, the sunscreen is ready, my new prescription sunglasses should be here soon, and life is good.
Let me just say this before I close that I am very heartbroken that Italy and the United States are not in the World Cup. I love soccer but I might just have to protest this year because it will be the same old shit as usual, Germany, France or Spain. I sure as hell don’t want Germany to have another star.
So try something this week. Let any anger you have a go and replace it with kindness. Go out of your way to be nicer to people around you. Let the car get that last spot at Wawa. Hold the door open for strangers. Look people in the eye and wish them a good morning or good evening. Just be more kind. Something tells me that you will feel much much better.
Thank you for following my journey. I am always here when you need me.
Feel the love.