Monday, March 12, 2012

Newnan’s Largest Lessener 5


I’ll take my chances with the title from now on, so here we go.

You can go back to see the whole set-up, the summary is 7 people, over 2,100 lbs, and 4 months to see who drops the highest percentage.


So from one month to the next and I am down 21.80 lbs!  The percentage is 6.83 and the goal is 25%, more than a fifth of the way.

I went through an epic debate in my head about getting a gym membership.  The pros were a lower outlay of cash upfront and a variety of equipment and personnel to help me with planning a workout.  The cons were a contract, a long and laborious legal form, and it would take an act of God to get out of it when I felt like it wasn’t working for me anymore.  Even then God would have to send a certified letter a month in advance.

So instead I dropped cash on an elliptical machine.  Somewhere closer to top of the line and it’s already been used twice in four days.  Mostly the first day was putting it together and the second days was about a minute’s worth until my knees collapsed.  Now I figure it’s been over a decade since I last used any exercise equipment more sophisticated than a cheap stationary bike.  Apparently the adjustable “resistance” of the exercise on this machine isn’t a knob with a + and – on it.  So when I use it today, I’ll be lowering this so-called resistance level to its lowest setting.

Today’s diary of a Fat Kid:

I can’t say I thought about it too much as a small child but when we’d go to the department store as kids my brother would get pants in the boys department rack.  I was sent to a rack labeled “Husky” and would look through a limited selection of Lee’s jeans.  So the notion of being husky was pretty much a built in part of my childhood.  This leads to the idea of buying bigger clothes as a solution to gaining weight instead of limiting calories to not gain weight and stay in the same sized clothes.  Might have saved me many dollars over the years if only I’d worked harder to stay at a more reasonable weight.  Maybe I’d still be wearing those parachute pants.  Probably not.

Later!


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