
Okay - first a few updates - then today's topic.
1) Salish Lodge was beautiful - we had a very nice night. And had a really good time.
2) I finally (yesterday) got my GymBoss Interval Buzzing Timer Wrist thingy. And I tried it out this morning at a 10/50 Galloway interval. It was a shorter run - but my pace quickened to 16:30 - which is VERY nice. Tomorrow I'll be doing my Galloway 30minutes - and Saturday or Sunday - 4 miles. I'm still on track with the plan - but this week my days are a little messed up. Busy week.
3) Weight. I'm down a little more - as you can see in the sidebar. I'm at 352. Down 9. But not enough for my tastes.
Which brings me to today's post.
I saw my doctor yesterday for my yearly physical and to check my BP. My BP is good (but regulated by medicine). My health overall is good. I'm strong and active. But the weight isn't coming off.
And she asked me point blank. "So - what are we doing about this weight thing? I see you struggling, and I want you to see your grandchildren get married." It wasn't a new statement, but I thought for a moment before answering. I know she thinks I should consider weight loss surgery. But I'm not there yet.
And then I remembered something from about 13 years ago.
Originally I wanted to be a doctor. Was even accepted into a medical program. Accelerated too. But halfway through it I was really struggling. I wasn't "getting" some of the more advanced sciences. And I had a long talk with my Dad who asked me if this was right for me. Was I doing the right thing.
And I thought to myself - well - I'm living at the dorms - and enjoying a lot of my time. Maybe that's not the ticket. Maybe I'm not really "TRYING" - maybe I'm goofing off too much.
"Well Dad, if I really try - if I apply myself 100% and it's still not for me - then I can accept it. But until I've really applied every ounce I have - I won't give up."
So I moved home for a semester. Studied with my dad every single night. And still wasn't making the grades I needed. I knew I couldn't give it any more. So I looked for other options. And now I'm a very successful trial lawyer.
What the heck does this have to do with weight?
Well - I came to the realization at the doctor's office that I'm training - and watching what I eat. But I haven't really "DIETED" or "pushed myself" on the weight loss front. I haven't applied every ounce I have to it. And until I do - I won't give up.
So here's what we did. We drew two lines in the sand together - my doctor and me.
First line is today. It's right here. Now. There's everything behind it - and there's NOW. And as of now - we are applying 150% to weight loss and health. Not just training and "watching what I eat" - but actually dieting. Consuming less. Consuming healthier food. Not giving in to temptations. And LOSING weight. I'll weigh in every two weeks. And we'll see the change. I will not give up.
The second line in the sand is April 17, 2012. My 34th birthday.
If we get there, and I can honestly say that I've dedicated my resources to losing weight and getting healthier - we will gauge my success. If I'm making significant progress - we'll keep going.
But if I've really really tried everything. And the weight isn't coming off fast enough for my health - we'll have a talk about other options and what's available to me.
I do NOT want to have that talk.
So I guess my only other option is to apply myself. HARD. I've done a lot in my life. Accomplished many many things.
And this - this is the next one.
EPCOT AWAITS!