Small Differences, Big Results
I am so much more aware of what goes into and out of my body. I curb my appetite for the bad things by grabbing for yet another bottle of water. In less than two months I've gone from drinking a half litre to probably five or six litres. I've forsaken heaping portions of food followed by seconds, for one reasonable serving. And as the size of my stomach has shrunk so too has my incessant thoughts of eating.
For the past two years I ate out almost every lunch hour, either at a restaurant or at the college cafeteria. Now, I bring healthy leftovers from home and spent the bulk of my lunch hour in the gym. I have saved hundreds of dollars while taking far better care of myself.
When I strip down each morning and look in the full length mirror in my study I marvel at the fact that I still have that stubborn bulge, albeit significantly less rotund than six short weeks ago. I can comfortably say that I probably need to lose 15 to 20 more pounds to arrive at my ideal weight.
Before beginning this journey, the thought of being 175 or 180 pounds again was laughable, it was a notion that was so far beyond the realm of possibility that it never even came into my head. Now those numbers are in my sights and I know beyond a certainty that they are achievable and sustainable. Writing the Middle Age Bulge blog has kept me on my game, giving me focus and inspiration in a way that I can't properly articulate.
February 4, 2010 - 194.6 pounds, 27.2 % body fat