Crunch Time is Really Win-Win Time

R 4-15- What an absolute doll M is! Its easy to see why I think she rocks so much. I got into this to root her on and to maybe get healthy along the way ... maybe even lose a few pounds. I didnt get into it to reach a singular sole personal goal, oh no ...

On the contrary, I got into it for fun and a sporting healthy sense of competition. M is competitive and I knew this bet would serve that end and for me serve the 'doing it along with someone' sense of belonging that is such a potent motivator for me. As such Win-Win. I envisioned us marching down this path of improvement together and reveling in our achievement ... together!

So, with that in mind believe me when I say 'I' dont want to win, 'We' wants to win! And by that I mean my winning doesnt come unless M wins too. As she says the numbers will matter little but doing what you can to get there and raising your hands in victory anyway. So M, I need you to put in the work you can and when we see each other we can raise our arms in unison and embrace with glee like two olympic atheletes stumbling toward the podium. Win-Win is the only outcome I have sought ... dont you know!! Win with me M.

Crunch time

4-13-09-M- It's been forever since I've been here.. even longer since I've made any effort to lose weight or care about myself. When I said there were 2 ways I could go after my break up
well I took the easy path of self destruction. No clue where I'll end up in this fight against the flab. I have all the best intentions in the world but right now I don't feel worthy of it. Rick has been my bestfriend.. he's the best human I know.. and he's doing great. Trash talking him at this point would serve no purpose. He's gonna win this bet.. but I figure I have a few months left I might as well give it one last try. I have nothing left to lose. Regardless of what Ricks number on the scale will be he's already won. He's stuck with it.. and been a true cheerleader in my life.
So if I lose I still win.. I get to spend time with him my dearest friend.. and embrace all the goodness that is him.

The Road Back to Being 'Back' On Top

There are times when you understand the whole is bigger than the parts and M's last post reminded me how much her support contributes to my success as well as I do. Its why she Rocks and why I adore her. I must pat her on the back for going through the motions on this day! Its been hard for her and I know this stress has brought her down. So while we know how my progress has been going, we need to focus on M getting back to making progress. So heres how it needs to go:

M needs to meditate and visualize her pain going away.
She needs to pamper and play, whatever however it goes matters little ... just play, pamper, have fun.
She needs to look past today at what she wants TO DO other than work at the positions she has now. (think Big)

Three simple things that will serve to get M back on track, shake off the blahs and put a spring back in her stride. We're in this together so her back on track spurs me to STAY on track so as she says ... win/win. Its funny, one part wants June to get here in a hurry so I can get my reward wooo and another part wants time to go slow so I can lose as much as possible and be the best yummy me I can be. A dilemma LOL.

Ack.. Ack.. My Aching Back..

2-24-09-M Pain is sometimes a motivator. My back and neck are out again big time.. so I've been using them as an excuse to not exercise and eat like shit . ( Not that I've ever really needed an excuse). I've also been handed a big old plate of stress as of late due to both jobs. That said.. every morning I lay in bed and stare at my recumbent bike saying 5 more minutes.. and I'll get up and get moving. Of course this miracle never happens. Today.. I didn't think that.. I thought I"m in so much pain.. all I want to do is piss and go back to bed. But I"m starting to think that the laying around or sitting are compressing the discs even more . So without thought I got on the bike and without a care for how long I was there or what distance I went.. I was there. The pain was no better or worse.. it simply was. As if in some strange half awake state ..I ate my 1/2 cup of fiber one cereal with my low fat yogurt. I drank the 16oz of water. Again I don't feel any better for it.. and I'm sure right at the wrong time I'll have to take a massive dump.. but for today I was on auto pilot. Rick is doing everything the right way. He's amazing and generous and kind and wonderful. I'm cheering for him as much as I'm trying to beat him. If nothing else comes out of this.. I get to hug a beautiful person in the end and may even get my ass smacked to boot! It's a win.. win!

The Clock is ticking!!!

73 days is not a long time and my cohort hasnt mentioned anything about her efforts of late so I have to wonder if she is conceding the contest all ready? I have been far from perfect even with no teeth now and perpetual mouth soreness. The crockpot is my friend AND my enemy as I cook yumminess in it that I can gum comfortably but is also some rich fare! Thankfully I am not eating A LOT of it either so that the progress I have made isnt once again wasted. Sundays weigh in was 242.2lbs.  and still stands as nearly a dozen pounds  off the beginning weight. M's work is cut out for her! Especially as I intend to up the treadmill duration yet again and set my mind to burning more calories. I definately can see more lean muscle mass in my legs of late and I want to keep that transformation going. We're quickly coming down to the wire and the day of reckoning will soon be upon us ... and come to think of it a little bit O jiggle when my palm is cracking that butt, does sound a lot like a good time so maybe I should think about what I truly wish for! ;-)

Smack.. that...

3-11-09- M Rick is right.. he's the exercise king.. as long as it's INDOORS.. his pasty white body might be shrinking but he's afraid of the sun.. and refuses to go outdoors for a simple walk in nature. What he fails to realize is that he could easily do 3 miles outside getting fresh air vs 1-2 miles stuck on a boring treadmill. And THAT's where I'll take him.. most people get bored with their exercise routines.. within a few months if they don't mix it up. .. He's right about what I eat.. but those food changes add up. Yesterday was my birthday so knowing cake would be on the horizon I watched what I ate in the morning. Ok.. so I watched with one eye closed. What he also fails to realize is that the warmer weather is upon us.. and while I might not be sweating up a storm inside.. I have in fact been taking the puppy for long walks outside. My downfall this week is stress.. I do have to find a way to get rid of it. Work is causing me stomach problems bouts of binge eating and no sleep. Perhaps Rick is right.. I'm gonna try using my bike between jobs to see if it gets rid of some stress. Maybe working out later in the day will also curb my late in the day urges to eat. Since that seems to be where I get into the most trouble. As for Rick smacking my jiggly ass.. I say bring it brotha.. don't threaten me with a good time! Oh and thanks for the very generous birthday gift.. I love you man!!!

Back In the Saddle and Eating On The Run

M talks about her good food choices and she does way better than I, however, amongst the lo-cal this and the weight watchers that, I hear about her cooking for family and stuffing her face. So her caloric roller coaster doesn't help her cause. What I hear less about is any exercise whatsoever, especially when she has a stationary bike and wiifit on the premises. Myself on the other hand, with little change to my food intake - perhaps reducing quantity here and there - has significantly increased their exercise activity and is seeing results. In the coming week I will be tripling my treadmill time from when I started around the holidays and looking to make small diet changes. But even before that happens the scale hints at my conversion of fat to muscle and its effect on burning even more with the weight 243.2. Thats a full 10lb drop from the beginning of this process. While Im turning up the heat, losing the rest of my bad teeth at the end of the week and adjusting my diet for that pain and to burn more fat ... M may want to be concerned about her chances at winning. I got my right hand ready to smack that ass when it is being tenacious at the end of this process. She may not mind the smack so much (wink,) but that jiggle wont make her so happy, as I collect my winnings!