Steve v5.0

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I’m just a few days away from the second anniversary of my weight loss pilgrimage and less than three weeks away from my birthday. I really need to focus. Going from Steve v4.7 to v4.8 was intended to mark an additional loss of 45 lbs.— I’m a little short of that goal. Still, I’m committed to improve. More weight must come off.

 

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The title of this post is a line from Def Lepard‘s “Let It Go”.  OK, so I listen to 80′s hair bands while I work out at the gym.    This particular song is one of those little earworms that, once I hear it, gets lodged in my skull and plays over and over until replaced by something else.  Something like that Barney the Dinosaur song, “I love you… You love me…  We’re a happy family.”

Oh crap.

Anyway, the last few weeks have been kind of a stalemate with the scale.  I’ve still got some weight to lose and it’s just not getting lost.  Evidently I’ve reached caloric equilibrium and it’s not what I would call a happy place.  It’s a dull place of routines without reward.  Because of that it has also become a place of introspection.  A place to ponder and plan.  A place demanding change.

Wait, that sounds a little weird.  Here’s the thing, it is weird.  It’s weird to let yourself go.  It’s weird to put on a bunch of weight.  It’s weird to try to turn things around and get healthy again.  It’s all weird but I think you have to get a little weird to get normal again; doing things you don’t normally do because what you normally do is slowly making you abnormal.

So I’ll raise this morning’s pitcher of protein smoothie in a little toast; here’s to getting a little more weird.  Here’s to whipping out those 50 tips I accumulated over a year’s worth of successful weight loss effort and putting them to use.  Here’s to kicking it into gear again and coming out of the stall I’m in, and here’s to losing five (5) pounds by January 1st.

 

Image by Earthwatcher via FlickrThat’s right, I’m a firm believer in keeping the schnoz to the grindstone.

Sticking to a goal and doing everything it takes to get it done, well, gets it done. I have to say though, that if dogged determination and continuous effort is the recipe for success, passion is the icing on the success cake.

Lame and confusing similes aside, kicking ass at losing weight or whatever my ambition happens to be is a lot more kick-ass if I’m passionate about it. Otherwise, it becomes a dull chore. I mean really, eating less and exercising more? Not really something a normal person gets jazzed about. Yet here I am, going on and on about it like it’s the new porn or something. Saner folks in the room might wonder why.

It’s the results, baby! Good and bad (results) are what excites me in this whole process.

I’ve come to know with relative certainty that what I’ve been doing and eating will ultimately move the scale one way or the other- or keep it the same. Five-hundred-plus days of personal change has taught me this. Every time I step on the scale or button my pants I receive confirmation of the effectiveness of what I’ve been doing or a reminder of what I should be doing. When the scale tips down I’m elated that my efforts have been effective; when it tips up, quick analysis and determination to turn things around. It’s invigorating!

I had to become passionate about achieving my goals early- it’s kept the day-to-day effort fresh and less chore-like. Every time I step on the scale that passion is renewed and my cake is getting a little more iced. My just desserts is almost ready (wow- that sounded a lot better in my head).

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