Do my gym pictures or check-in’s annoy you? Here is the thing. I don’t care. There is a magic button on most of the social media applications. It says delete. It’s easy enough to do. Push it with your mouse or finger. Then I will be gone for good. I won’t take it personal. Having a friend like me who doesn’t fall down easy must be hard on you. Maybe since I’ve taken control of my heart and body lately you are running out of things to talk shit on me about. It’s okay. I am sure there is someone else in your life among shared friends that you can talk about or bully down to feel better about yourself. But while you sit there on the couch getting fatter and hating yourself more, making excuses.. I’ll be doing my thing as best as I can. I’ll be trying to live.
Remember the New Years resolutions you joked about that I wouldn’t keep even though I don’t make them EVER? Well I’ve been through 2 years worth on this journey at this point and I haven’t given up. How are yours working out for you? And you know what I could just say, GFYA. But if you ever decide to put your feet on the ground and move forward… I’ll still be there there help you if you need me because that’s how I was raised.
My parents… my beloved grandma.. would give people their last mouthful of food if someone needed it. My father has fully clothed people who couldn’t afford clothes for work… If you needed me to walk with you… lift with you. push you.. I’d be there. I can’t do it for you. That’s for sure. You talked shit when I sat here and played online all day and now that I am moving around and doing things you found something else to hate. That’s okay. I still love you. I hope you figure out how to love yourself someday too.
And you might say that this rant was just geared for someone special but it wasn’t. I have creepers here now I am sure as well as some of the little comments people post of Facebook and the truth is that it doesn’t really bother me. I think people that make comments about people who are “Obsessed” with working out etc. are jealous… and that “obsessed” is a word used mostly by the lazy. I am dedicated. That is for sure. Just like I am dedicated to my family and friends and would do just about anything for them.
On Saturday night the band played at Parx Casino. This is one of my favorite places to play. Big stage… so much fun. My boot camp friends were out in full force. I even had a few Orange Theory peeps out. My fitfam supports me inside and outside the gym and that is an amazing feeling. The show was fantastic. I felt really good getting into a new pair of size 46 jeans I had bought that day. That seems to roughly be the size I’m creeping at right now. I am okay with that. 42 is my goal. If you are a size 42 you can get pants pretty much anywhere. Kmart. Walmart. Anywhere. Not that I want jeans form Kmart but it’s nice to know that god forbid I rip a pair of pants on the road with the band that I can go anywhere and get hooked up.
Sunday came and it was fight day at the FOP in Philly. My gym buddy Jason was fighting. It was a charity Cop vs Fire bout. He won. It was a fun day in the sun. Lot’s of food and drinks. I let myself have fun. It’s a battle between head and heart. But sometimes you need to let your body have stuff. I think it usually helps me get off a plateau. I am not talking about going ape shit. Just enough to mix things up. My friend Mary runs the FOP and she was not a good influence for sure. Pizza, fries, cheese steak egg rolls. You name it. But moderation was key.
Jason fought like a beast. He’s lost about 40 pounds at Dan Campos Fitness plus his sparring and fight training. He had so much heart and in the end I think having us all there yelling and screaming for him made him push hard and pull it off. It was a great moment. I was getting chocked up quite honestly because I know what it’s like to work so hard to pull something you want to badly off. He did it. It is definitely an inspiration. Having the gym crew there was awesome. I had a fantastic day.
Monday came and it was back to work. I wasn’t stupid enough to get on a scale. Just got up. Hit boot camp and then went to OTF later in the afternoon.
Tuesday came and I squeaked in a boot camp. I did get on the scale and it wasn’t as bad as I thought. About the same as the last weigh in and I was okay with that since I went a little crazy on the Cheese Steak Egg Rolls at the FOP on Sunday! But I rested the rest of the day. My eating was a little bonkers. I have been craving salt something fierce. That bag of potato chips didn’t know what hit it.
Wednesday the scale was even better. Much, much closer to re-hitting the goal. My body seems to be bouncing back some and letting me burn again. Maybe I am busting through this plateau again after all. Heading to boot camp and OTF.
Thursday is here. Happy Weigh-in Thursday everyone! I am glad that I 
started writing this a little earlier in the week because I just seem to forget a lot of stuff when I try to write a blog really quickly on Thursday morning before running all over the place. Today I am going to give my body the day to relax and recover and then give it a good whack at OTF tonight. Going to go abuse Nick for a class. Even when I think a work out is really hard or feel that I am not doing as best as I want to, the calorie burn per hour of working out still seems to fall around 650 calories burned. It costs me $5 bucks in tolls, gas and about an hour round trip form home to get to the Willow Grove location, but it’s worth it. It’s pushing me to not fear things. I am very close to hitting the button on a 5K at this point and I am very close to actually walking a 26.1 mile marathon in 3 – 3 1/2 weeks for their marathon contest that I started 7 days late. The one thing I have working for me most days is that I have time. I know time is a precious thing and I am glad that I have it right now
Well it is weigh in Thursday and I am happy to say after the two weeks of weight gain and my body revolting after hitting my 100lb goal, that I am now 11.7 away from my second goal of getting under 300 lbs by Memorial Day. I rehit the 100lb mark and was 311.7 this morning. So now the focus can be not on the 5 pounds that came back two weeks ago after telling everyone I lost 100 lbs but now that my body and I have come to a new understanding, we’ll move forward together. 11.7 pounds and that helicopter ride is mine. We are back in business. #cantstopwontstop
In 24 days I’ll be getting on a plane to visit my family in North Carolina. That’s where this all gets put to the test. That’s where my goal of fitting in airplane seats and getting to do stuff that most people can do gets pushed out there for better or for worse. I am excited and nervous all at the same time. More on that later.
I hope that I didn’t babble too much today. there is so much more that I wanted to write today so maybe this week I’ll have to post more than once. I have people who have asked me what my workout routine is and what supplements that I take, what apps I use. I am a pretty sure I blogged about it all before but I’ll list it all out for you and make it easy to find. There are a few things that I wanted to tell you that have happened over the last few days but there is time.
I hope everyone had a great week and a great weekend is in your future.
As always, feel free to comment, tweet, email.
Much Love,
Franco
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