Running In The Rain

I had every excuse not to get out and walk/run yesterday. I had a 2 hour lunch meeting which knocked out my usual workout time. I was home alone with my two girls last night. It was 90 degrees out. It was raining.

I was settled in for the night playing with the girls when I realized, even though those are really good excuses, they are still excuses. So, I loaded the girls into the stroller and ventured out into the rain. The girls love playing in the rain and it was 90, so I wasn’t too worried about them catching a cold or being miserable. We ended up having a fun outing and I got my workout in.

I’m not sure if this is dedication or bad parenting. I’m going with dedication.

Tony
7/25: 257.2 lbs.
Goal: 220 lbs.
37.2 lbs. to go

Cross published at Guess How Much I Weigh  

Workout Tip Of The Day

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Don’t go running in 90 degree heat while wearing flannel snowman boxer shorts!

Guess who needs to do laundry.

Tony
7/18: 258.4 lbs.
Goal: 220 lbs.
38.4 lbs. to go

My Scale Is A Big Fat Jerk

I think our scale is possessed! At the least, it has a really bad sense of humor. We have one of these fancy digital scales that records weight losses and gains for up to four people. For the the last three weeks our scale has been messing with my head. After pressing the person two button, I step on the scale and rejoice at the massive weight loss. Then I think to myself, “There is no way I lost 7 pounds again this week.” So, I step off the scale, rezero it and step back on, only to be smacked in the eyeballs with disappointment as the real weight is revealed. I can almost hear those little circuits laughing.

Last week the scale said 257 when I first stepped on. For a brief moment tears of  joy started to well in my eyes… and then I remembered, stepped off the scale, took a deep breath and tried again.

The biggest problem with this whole scenario is it makes my very respectable losses of two and three pounds initially disappointing because I have been tricked into the false hope that I am some sort of super loser.

Curse you, you mean old scale.

Man I hope  my scale doesn’t read this. It might get ticked off and really start messing with me.

Tony
7/10: 262.2 lbs.
Goal: 220 lbs.
42.2 lbs. to go

Cross published at Guess Who Much I Weigh 

Iron Man

A friend of mine competed in an Iron Man Triathlon over the weekend and finished 32nd over all. 5th in his age group! He has now qualified for the Koan Iron Man in Hawaii this spring.

His amazing feat and Rick’s last post, got me thinking about the number of calories burned during an Iron Man. So I did a little calculating. By my estimates, if I were to complete an Iron Man in under 11 hours, I would burn 13425 calories. I know there is no way I would be able to complete an Iron Man but hyopthetical speaking, 13425 calories in 10 hours? That is insane!

To put it into perspective, last week from Friday to Wednesday I only ate 11261 calories.

So next time you see a triathlete nearing the finish line, don’t give them a tiny paper cup filled with water, give them a ham and cheese hoagie with the works. They need it!

Speaking of Iorn Man, check out the Bad Plus version of Iorn Man sometime. You’ll be amazed at how well Black Sabbath translates to jazz.

Tony
6/26: 269 lbs.
Goal: 220 lbs.
49 lbs. to go

Cross published on Guess How Much I Weigh

You Can Do It!

I ran across this guys website this morning named appropriately: BEAST SKILLS

Now that is pretty darn impressive and I’m sure with drive, determination AND plenty of physical therapy I could do that. But then I read that he’s 25 and a former competitive gymnast. Not only that, but a gymnast that was in one of those touring groups that do things JUST to be impressive.

But… DANG!

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My run tonight

Had a good run tonight.  Well, there was this one part that wasn’t so good.  It was hot today, and the cooling air along the river brought the bugs out in droves.  I was in the middle of my 3-minute-run segment when this bug the size of a small twin-engine aircraft flew into my mouth and lodged in the back of my throat.  As a matter of fact, I’m pretty sure I heard it radioing for help as it entered my mouth:  “Mayday, mayday tower, we’re on a collision course and are about to get sucked into the vortex of a really big guy who seems to be doing a lot of huffing and puffing.  Initiating counter-attack measures immediately.”  When it hit the back of my throat, I couldn’t very well stop my run and interrupt the fabric of civilization, so I just kept going.  I managed to get it unlodged after very many paces, and luckily didn’t have to swallow it.  I wonder how many WW points that thing would have been?

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God, Satan, and dieting

And God populated the earth with broccoli and cauliflower and spinach and green and yellow vegetables of all kinds, so Man and Woman would live long and healthy lives.

And Satan created McDonald’s. And McDonald’s brought forth the 99-cent double-cheeseburger. And Satan said to Man, “You want fries with that?”

And Man said, “Super size them.” And Man gained pounds.

And God created the healthful yogurt, that woman might keep her figure that man found so fair.

And Satan froze the yogurt, and he brought forth chocolate, nuts and brightly colored sprinkle candy to put on the yogurt. And woman gained pounds.

And God said, “Try my crispy fresh salad.”

And Satan brought forth creamy dressings, bacon bits, and shredded cheese.

And there was ice cream for dessert. And woman gained pounds.

And God said, “I have sent your heart healthy vegetables and olive oil with which to cook them.”

And Satan brought forth chicken-fried steak from Cracker Barrel so big it needed its own platter. And Man gained pounds, and his bad cholesterol went through the roof.

And God brought forth running shoes, and Man resolved to lose those extra pounds.

And Satan brought forth cable TV with remote control so Man would not have to toil to change channels between ESPN and ESPN2. And Man gained pounds.

And God said, “You’re running up the score, Devil.” And God brought forth the potato, a vegetable naturally low in fat and brimming with nutrition.

And Satan peeled off the healthful skin and sliced the starchy center into chips and deep-fat fried them. And he created sour cream dip also.

And Man clutched his remote control and ate the potato chips swaddled in cholesterol. And Satan saw and said, “It is good.”

And Man went into cardiac arrest.

And God sighed, and created quadruple bypass surgery, angioplasties, and stints . . . . .

And Satan created HMOs…

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Of Stomach Flu & Weight Loss

Four out of six members of the Thomas clan came down with the stomach flu this week. As the week progressed, I discovered that MOST of the members of my church had the same affliction. The first thought was food poisoning from the potluck we had last Sunday as a farewell to our Pastor, but then why would someone want to poison the ex-pastor, and take out the entire membership instead? Turns out there was such an epidemic of stomach flu in Pendleton this week that our local hospital had people on gurneys in the halls and the EMT’s spent the good part of three days doing nothing but stomach flu calls. There were over 10 staff members at one local elementary school that were sick on Wednesday.

I’m telling you this story not so that you will be grossed out by the thought of an entire town with the stomach flu (and the accompanying emissions). I’m telling you this to show you why I thought that I would lose a BUNCH of weight this week. Doesn’t it go to figure that when you spend the two days immediately prior to weigh-in ‘ejecting‘ the contents of your digestive system that the scale would show some love?

It seems the scale is a heartless wench.

The anti-climactic results of the Thursday morning weigh-in…

-0.2 lbs for a Week 16 total -26.6 lbs.

PS: Rick is a show-off AND/OR an over achiever… you decide

Avoid these recipes

Ok, I’m not real sure what to think about all of these.  Apparently, they are real Weight Watchers recipe cards from circa 1974.  I’m a huge WW fan, but if they indeed put out this assortment of recipes from hell, they’ve sure come a long ways since then.  Fish combined with jell-o.  Frozen coffee on a stick.  Mangled salmon ground up and formed into a shape of itself.  Mackerelly.  Yes, you heard me. 

Oh my.

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