A book I was reading not too long ago asked me to make you care. I believe it said make me fucking care.
Why should anyone give a shit about you and your message? Why does anyone give a shit about me?
That was actually one of the writing prompts.
Is there a part of your story that is their story? Can I find a common ground and what you are writing about? I have always respected anyone who might be reading this, and revealed as much of my motivation as possible. My drive, the belief I have in myself and in you, if you’re on the same journey or a similar journey as I am. I don’t hide my love for the people around me, my life experiences , and the hopes for my future or my message. These are seeds of any good relationship, you just have to have the confidence to plant them. If they are viable, no matter what, they will grow.
Why are we here?
I started this blog for accountability. I found it very hard to not tell you more about my life and what was going throughout my head to coincide with the journey I was on. If I tell you what’s going on on and off the stage for example., You might understand why I might’ve had a bad week with my diet or an amazing week for that matter.
I also really wanted to inspire people, to show them that no matter what, they could also change their life. I mean, I fit in airplane seats, roller coaster seats, my challenger seats, And no matter how perfect you might be to someone else, it’s those little things that you can and can’t do that really fuck you up if you have been overweight… Imagine not being able to put on your seatbelt in a car. The most basic of safety feature that you probably use everyday.
I am here to hold myself accountable. I am here to inspire. I am here to tell you that things will be OK. Your story is important. As much as mine will ever be.
Today is accountability day. Where are we in the process? I also took a look at my logs. Actually realize not many people are reading. So I could probably stand on my head, do whatever I need to do here. Or just maybe use a paper journal instead but I guess until I hit maintenance I’m going to keep writing here. Because this was all about accountability, this was my escape plan. Once I get to maintenance I guess their won’t be much to tell you other than if I can actually stay at maintenance. I hear Maintenance is a glorious thing.
Sooooo. I am right on track. Let me tell you I feel like I am killing myself a little bit although I know I’m not. I am just trying to stay active. Occupy my mind a little bit. There is nothing to watch on TV, I am not a streamer type of guy. And no I can’t watch hours of Law and order SUV like some people. So I just keep moving my body as much as possible. I actually took a partial rest day yesterday. Can you believe it? I still did the peloton and went for a walk but no weightlifting.
I am down a little over 4 pounds since last week. My goal for October is 10 pounds as well. So I am on my way. That’s almost 15 pounds since my Labor Day reset. And more like 20 if I look at a few days before labor day. ECK! BUUUUUUUTTTTT I am logging my calories and macros.. (Protein, carbs, fat, s)and Although I can have fat, it isn’t Oreos which would make me very happy LOL.
Since we last spoke, I have walked over 14 miles. I have been on my bike five times and in the last 20 days I’ve rode 112 miles. And I’ve been to the gym five times as well. So I am out here doing it. The magic number is 44. Boom! I am working hard. And it’s not without demons.
I am definitely enjoying my strength training portion of this journey. I can tell that my upper body is leaning out for sure. I feel good. Isn’t that the most important thing?
The band returns to the stage next week for the first time in two months. Dinner theater style. It should be interesting. Maybe I have to bust out some cats. Years ago I used to sing a line or two of memory at the end of a song, I wish I could remember what song that was in. It was definitely long enough ago that Joe wasn’t in the band because he probably would never let me get away with it now LOL. I’ll post my inspiration to that below. Worth a watch. It’s funny!
One more trip to the shore this weekend!
85 Days left in 2020
123 days until my birthday
235 days until Memorial Day
Thank for riding with me.