Health is wealth. Or whatever other cliché you want to use to motivate yourself. I’m on a mission to get myself back in fighting shape for something other than vanity. Granted due to my family history I fight a daily battle with hypertension and due to gluttony I’ve been dragged back into the war of controlling my cholesterol. So yeah getting back in shape and eating better will definitely improve my Adonis body that resides under my glub (Lea and I’s word for fat) but more importantly it will help set the tone for our future little one to have a healthy lifestyle.
Truth be told our parents did the best they could. They didn’t know what we know now when it comes to diet. Eat your vegetables and hope for the best. As an adult who knows better I can only blame my weight gain on myself. I know the risks. I’ve lost plenty of weight before by being consistently active and being meticulous about my diet. That’s my problem, I love running and I have rediscovered my love for playing basketball but my diet. It’s an everyday struggle.
I need convenience. When I warm up food in the microwave I hit the timer and walk off and play on my phone or watch ESPN. When it beeps I walk to the microwave like a zombie, still watching TV, and I begin to eat. Now if I want to make a salad that means I have to have some thought to every part of the process. I have to find the salad, find the fruit (yes I need fruit on my salad), put the salad together and then while all of that is going on I’ve missed what I was watching. Yes I know there is the DVR but yeah who has time for all that.
Now when all of that is done – I have to log what I ate in my food tracker on my phone. That means I actually have to get off Instagram long enough to log the food. What?! Again I say, who has time for all that? Oh did I mention that you actually need to measure what you’re eating so you can enter it accurately into the tracker. This is oh so time consuming, cumbersome and hard. But getting fat is so easy. I just sit and sit and eat. But to lose weight it’s all this work. Sigh.
Let’s look at the benefits. Honestly when I’m active and losing weight I’m a happier person. I’m a more confident. I have a ridiculous amount of energy and my clothes fit better. And my wife loves my muscles after arm day. So with all those positives why not do it? Because the first two week of getting back in shape sucks big giant gorilla balls. I’m talking silverback gorilla balls.
No matter how much it sucks I just have to do it. Day by day. Keep doing it until it becomes habit. When it becomes a habit; I’ll be able to teach it. By Labor Day I plan to be down 20lbs. When October comes back around I’ll be ready to make my return to the half marathon circuit.