Okay so I guess I shouldn’t beat around the bush this week. I’ll get right to the number which only happened s short minute ago. I lost 1 pound. I am down to 374.0 from 411lbs. If you aren’t a math moron like me. That’s 37 pounds total. Let’s talk about the 1 pound loss.
Yesterday, I weighed myself and it looked like I had gained 2 pounds and I pretty much wanted to kill someone. It is very defeating when you work so hard.. Watch everything you put into your mouth and still struggle. I guess sometimes I just envision the weight pouring off me like it did in the early 2000’s when I had weight loss surgery. I walked everyday. 2-3 miles. Nothing crazy. But the one thing I did probably threw my body into complete WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING FRANCO SHOCK! I joined a crossfit/bootcamp box.
My old trainer and friend, Dan Campos opened a spot in NE Philly. It’s not far from my home and I saw a Groupon for it.. My friend Hector told me he was going and I just did it. Before I tell you more about it, the trainer that I went to sessions with is named Adam Harris and he’s really good at modifying things for me. I have not taken anyone else’s classes yet there but they cover for each other a lot so I am sure I will.
My first day was on Tuesday. I really worked my butt off. I just do what he tells me. I don’t really know the body part… many times it’s a lot of body parts. There really was only one thing that I couldn’t do so I felt pretty good about my experience. I realized I had to go to Phoenixville for a photo job so I still went to the mall afterwards and walked. I still am doing very well with my Nike Fuel band. It motivates me. The photo job was awesome. Then my body went into total shock.
Wednesday I was moving at slow and stop. I had muscles in my butt that were screaming at me. I didn’t really know that I had muscles in my butt like that. I couldn’t get up and down from the toilet and just felt like poo. I still walked though. I still hit my goal. It felt better to be walking then sitting down. Getting in and out of my truck, well that is another matter.
Thursday I was going to skip the gym but I went to walk the mall and felt so much better moving that I just said screw it and went.. and Friday came and I felt okay…. So I went to Adam’s Saturday at 4pm class.
So with all this ass kissing I thought for sure I was going to lose at least 5 pounds this week. I had gotten on the scale on Friday and was UP 1 pound. Sunday. Up 2. Today. Down 1 from last week. So I know my body hates me. I am out of my norm, comfort zone. I am shocking the shit out of my system. But I have until January 6th 2015 to lose 63 more pounds. Hopefully with a little help, guidance I can do it. 100 pounds in one year. That’s the goal. It’s a long race and hopefully a life changing one.
Yesterday I performed at a benefit for a friend who lost her house last week to a fire in New Hope. I realize that I am going to cut to booze out completely too. My body just doesn’t seem to like it and I can’t hold my liquor like I used to. I got home… and crashed pretty much from 7pm to 3am. And of course I am wide awake now… I will get my walk in this morning. I have to get my taxes done today and it’s always an ordeal with the bands, mine, studio, home. UGH!
Well I’ll shut up now. Here are this weeks goals…. I am going to eat more 🙂 Yup, you read that right. I know I am not getting enough calories and I am going to try and get a little closer to the 2300 that I can eat every day. I am going to walk 2-3 miles a day and go to bootcamp on Tuesday and Thursday as well. We will see how that gets me to 10 weeks. Hopefully I can get out of the 370’s once and for all.
I had this drawn up for my arm when I hit my 50 pounds. I LOVE ELVIS. He’s an ICON! What do you think?
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