From This Moment….

So I wrote a blog and posted it – a few hours later my weekend went into a whirlwind. The rehearsal at the church, a rehearsal dinner and the weekend went from there.

I was glad that I was able, as my family rolled into town concern myself with the people that went out of their way to be with me and not so much the people that did not. I had a very nice time with my parents and sister, and nieces and our extended friends and family. We even had friends flying in from Minnesota, Lake Tahoe, and of course North Carolina and Orlando.

My Tuxedo was awesome and the kids all looked great in theirs. We needed to work a few things out since Brandon liked the slim fit tuxes the best. I was very lucky to have my dad with me at the Tuxedo shop because as much as I was worried about having a Tuxedo in March – he took care of it on the spot and our good friend Dominic handed me a brand new one to use when the time comes. Now other than maybe some alterations I don’t have to worry about having something to wear when Bigg Romeo wedding season hits. I even had to wear suspenders with my wedding tuxedo because even after the alterations they were falling down still.

I will get to my personal weight-loss stuff in a few minutes but while I am talking about the wedding let me just say this. Weddings are surrounded and covered in alcohol and booze. The rehearsal, then the next morning, I took a bunch of the groomsmen and my family out to lunch when we grabbed our tuxes. Later on Friday night we all went bowling which included more booze and food. The wedding morning started off with breakfast pizza and more booze. The day after the wedding I woke up, Amber told me not to get on the scale but I am an asshole and was still at my lowest weight. I was in shock. But…..

I guess for once my body did not hate on me. I will say that my body absolutely knows to punish me when I eat like shit, I feel like shit. And then most of the time I take a shit. Did I say that out loud? LOL. (Sometimes that’s actually a relief)

The kids looked fantastic on their wedding day and I could not be any more proud of them. My son is extremely happy and that makes me happy. That’s all that matters in the end. 8+ years of trying to get rid of Kelly and the fact of the matter is that I love her very much. The kids complement each other. And Amber always says that I am the girl in the relationship so it’s nice to have a daughter finally.

If you came to the wedding and didn’t have fun then you are out of your fucking mind. We should not even be friends anymore because you have to be boring as fuck. I even had friends come to the little after party just to help us celebrate and show love and that was very much appreciated.

I spent Sunday and Monday just completely overwhelmed and smiling from ear to ear. I pretty much told anyone who would listen to me that I had a daughter now. My wife looked freaking hot at the wedding, all curled up and by the end of the night after my friend Phil and Sandy put the last two shots in the my hands, I was officially drunk. Zero fucks given.

But guess what, on Monday morning I got up and went to the gym. I started my new workout plan. On Tuesday I went back to the gym and Amber and I lifted together and then I did cardio. On Wednesday I did a full leg and ab work out. I actually did real planks for 30 seconds at a time. It took me a while because I was goofing off a little bit, but I finished a nice long hard leg work out. Luckily all I had was time. I went back to do the hiit class but a lot of it was stuff I know was in my sheet for Thursday sooooo I did two rounds, hit the treadmill for 10 mins and called it a day! Wednesday was a big workout day BUT I don’t have gigs this weekend so I’ll have a good restful – fun weekend. I will give my body the reset it will need come Saturday morning.

This morning I needed to sleep in a little and I did. Got to the gym and did a shoulder and forearm workout and while I have 30 minutes of Cardio left to do before Sunday. I just came home, poured myself a cup of coffee, killed a few work emails and

I had someone ask about my skin surgery and I thought wrote about it and it this point I’m just too lazy to go looking for my blog make sure I did already or not so let me just put it out there. Amber and I took new pictures of my legs very well lit, I pieced together another package and send the information to the insurance company the day after Christmas. I called them a few days ago and they have to give me an answer by January 18. I do not think they will approve it and then I will have to go to the last review board. But I will be ready for them. Two years ago that review board approves one leg. So I think I should be able to at least get that from them. If I have to find the rest of the money to do the other one myself I will do so. Please keep me in your thoughts and prayers. This is to better my life, not a vanity issue.

Okay then let’s wrap this up with the scale. As of today I am definitely in a swoosh. Maybe a weekend of debauchery was what the doctor and the scale order. Let’s just take it from the beginning of the year because I don’t know where else to go.

I am down 7.4 pounds since the beginning of the year.
I am down almost 73 pounds since April 2018.
Since January 6 is my five year anniversary of this blog and lifestyle change, I am officially down 150lbs on the dot! No surgeries, No pills. Just food.

I said I was going to take things one pound at a time in 2019, and that’s what I am doing. I did tell my buddy John I would meet him at 250lbs and I have 12 pounds to go.

This is the lowest weight that I can actually ever remember being at.

I have been going through a ton of dental work and I need to get the hell out of here so I’m going to sign off now.

I hope everyone that has either started dieting, changing and little something, or just wanting a little change is going forward. Just want to congratulate my buddy who is down 25 pounds in the last six weeks and listening to me. She’s kicking ass and I will tell you a lot more about her next week.

Feel the love,

Franco

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