Hello, True Believers! Lifestyle changes are full of charge and gumption initially. Many off us who blog, tweet, and post, like to share successes only. I'm not like the rest; I fail often and I want you to know that you will too, because it's part of being human. It's all about getting back up and learning how to avoid repeating the same mistakes.This is a look into my last two weeks which I consider to be nutritionally the worst two weeks since I started.
Some times the crap hits the fan and you're tired, busy, stressed, and feel overloaded. Life piled up on me and I reverted back to junk food. Donuts came calling, a lot. I even got the pancakes with my omelette which I've not done in over a year. Garbage carbs ,or garbs as I call them, became a coping mechanism. After 14 months of grinding it out and being relatively well behaved I just felt tired.
Winters in these parts are dark. My city in general is a stark, dwindling metropolis near a lake that was once considered a dead body of water. Part of this slide was seasonal depression. Other factors that contributed were my inability to deal with an expensive traffic ticket, an elderly Mum who suffered a fall and is barely mobile, a contractual dispute with a business I've been involved with for seven years that resulted in me severing the relationship, gaining back all the weight I lost during a two week sugar and flour detox that ended with the flu- this was a 19 lb scale swing. During the two weeks this was going on I took my eye off the ball. Any semblance of steady as she goes went out the window along with a couple bucks in exchange for donuts at 24 hour drive-thru dealers. Donuts make me go nuts! My excuses are old but I tell them well!
The stress of not having cash to continue CrossFit training due to the fine of sliding through a red light in a snow storm sent me into a tizzy. I seemed to forget that I was the guy who drove two hours round trip for over three months to make my pool workouts. When the weather was nice I'd crash with friends if I reached out in a timely manner for a place to stay. There were several times where I'd have to work a closing shift one night then open the next morning. Gas money became extremely tight so if the weather was nice I'd pull into the Red Roof parking lot around the corner from my gym and sleep to avoid having to drive home. I'd hit the gym before sun up, shower, then open the next morning. I need to remember how badly I wanted this when I started and get back the passion for the process. I want to be in love with the process again. This is how we get back up!
I just reworked my budget, sold a few things, counted change and came up with enough money for another month of CrossFit membership AND a registration for The Warrior Dash in August! That's right, yours truly is going to run a 5k obstacle course! I'm also going to run it and raise funds for St. Jude's. Info on an official fundraising page will be forthcoming. In the meantime you can donate to the cause of helping me help St. Jude's! via paypal at revjim13@hotmail.com if you so desire. Please specify who you are so I can thank you appropriately. Again, I'll post the St. Jude's fundraiser page info as soon as I get it.
You can always follow my progress on the following FREE sites and applications. Here are links to my profiles, ADD ME!
MyFitnessPal is what I use for tracking nutrition.
Fitocracy is where I track my movements.
If you see me panting on the side of the road this spring and summer please feel free to honk your horn. If you see me at a donut drive-thru please feel free to punch me in the face.
Until next time keep moving forward, one step beyond!
J.W.
Sunday, February 24, 2013
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
No Longer Too Fat To Be A Fan
As a fat kid I always dreamed of buying merch to support my favorite bands, artists, and pro wrestlers. Once I passed the 2xl mark in late grade school it became harder to find printed shorts and hoodies I liked. And by late grade school I mean 5th grade.
Once I started my own bands I could always print my own schwag custom but it sucked only having my own shirts. We always made sure to print 3xl and a couple 4xl shirts so our fans didn't get excluded. When we played with Clutch back in 1998 their drummer JP was even happy to get one of our shirts because barely anyone printed above 2xl and took them on the road. E-commerce was yet to boom so web ordering wasn't an option.
Catalog or specialty retail has been my only clothing option for years and buying huge clothes is expensive. When I'd order a pair of my biggest pants or shirt, size 66 waist and 7xl shirts, the packages cost a bit more to ship and would never fit in the lockable mailboxes in my building.
The times have changed! I went to a Misfits show recently and was able to buy a 2x shirt from their merch stand! This marks the first time I've been able to buy non local band merch at a show EVER.
Out of what was partially reward and partially a necessity I ordered a new hoodie from the WWE. Being a fan of C. M. Punk and of the TCB logo Elvis created I had to have the new Punk shirt. I ordered it and checked daily to see where the package was; this was in hopes I'd be home because prior packages were either left atop the mailbox or held for pick up of they were too big.
When I saw the package was delivered I immediately rushed home on hopes of getting my stuff before anyone else. When I didn't see the package on top of the box or in the lobby I panicked thinking someone walked with it.
When I turned the key to my mailbox I was happy to find my order inside. It didn't click until I actually tried it on that I was finally able to order multiple items besides socks that fit inside my mailbox!
The second NSV (non scale victory) this week came about when I was in a large chain store known for savings. Since I've haven't been able to shop off the rack since about 5th grade I never bothered to look at clothes outside of a big and tall specialty store.
I had to wait for a prescription I was picking up for my Mum so inspired by the NSV of the mailbox I decided to see what was going on in the men's clothing section. For the first time since i cant remember I was able to buy underwear at a regular store! And i was able to get twice as many pair for HALF the price of big and tall retail! I also found that I'm about a size away from buying jeans for far less money than I'm used to paying! More money for training and more free smiles to pass around for this guy. I'll need that training because Fat Tuesday lived up to its name this year. Yesterday was not a victory at all as far as my nutrition.
Until next time keep moving ever forward, one step beyond!
Once I started my own bands I could always print my own schwag custom but it sucked only having my own shirts. We always made sure to print 3xl and a couple 4xl shirts so our fans didn't get excluded. When we played with Clutch back in 1998 their drummer JP was even happy to get one of our shirts because barely anyone printed above 2xl and took them on the road. E-commerce was yet to boom so web ordering wasn't an option.
Catalog or specialty retail has been my only clothing option for years and buying huge clothes is expensive. When I'd order a pair of my biggest pants or shirt, size 66 waist and 7xl shirts, the packages cost a bit more to ship and would never fit in the lockable mailboxes in my building.
The times have changed! I went to a Misfits show recently and was able to buy a 2x shirt from their merch stand! This marks the first time I've been able to buy non local band merch at a show EVER.
Out of what was partially reward and partially a necessity I ordered a new hoodie from the WWE. Being a fan of C. M. Punk and of the TCB logo Elvis created I had to have the new Punk shirt. I ordered it and checked daily to see where the package was; this was in hopes I'd be home because prior packages were either left atop the mailbox or held for pick up of they were too big.
When I saw the package was delivered I immediately rushed home on hopes of getting my stuff before anyone else. When I didn't see the package on top of the box or in the lobby I panicked thinking someone walked with it.
When I turned the key to my mailbox I was happy to find my order inside. It didn't click until I actually tried it on that I was finally able to order multiple items besides socks that fit inside my mailbox!
The second NSV (non scale victory) this week came about when I was in a large chain store known for savings. Since I've haven't been able to shop off the rack since about 5th grade I never bothered to look at clothes outside of a big and tall specialty store.
I had to wait for a prescription I was picking up for my Mum so inspired by the NSV of the mailbox I decided to see what was going on in the men's clothing section. For the first time since i cant remember I was able to buy underwear at a regular store! And i was able to get twice as many pair for HALF the price of big and tall retail! I also found that I'm about a size away from buying jeans for far less money than I'm used to paying! More money for training and more free smiles to pass around for this guy. I'll need that training because Fat Tuesday lived up to its name this year. Yesterday was not a victory at all as far as my nutrition.
Until next time keep moving ever forward, one step beyond!
Monday, February 4, 2013
An Apology To My Body
Dear body,
I don't ever want to do what Private Pyle did to you this weekend again. The Super Bowl is no excuse for the fuel I provided you. My fear of success and attachment to loneliness is no excuse for the overindulgence. This morning I paid dearly for Private Pyle's sins by hurling during my WOD. garbage in, garbage out. Sugar now must be viewed as alcohol in my straight edge lifestyle. Here is a photo reminder of what started your bender. I love you and promise to do better.
For your health,
Jimmie
I don't ever want to do what Private Pyle did to you this weekend again. The Super Bowl is no excuse for the fuel I provided you. My fear of success and attachment to loneliness is no excuse for the overindulgence. This morning I paid dearly for Private Pyle's sins by hurling during my WOD. garbage in, garbage out. Sugar now must be viewed as alcohol in my straight edge lifestyle. Here is a photo reminder of what started your bender. I love you and promise to do better.
For your health,
Jimmie
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