Written on September 29, 2014
I heard this saying somewhere, and it’s a good set up for this post:
It takes 4 weeks for you to notice your body changing, 8 weeks for your friends and 12 weeks for the rest of the world.
I’ve blogged about being overweight, trying to losing weight, and juicing before. Each attempt had a decent run. I worked pretty hard at the nutrition, but it usually didn’t last much longer than 4 weeks before I hit a plateau, got discouraged, and ever-so-slowly lost ground until I was almost back where I started.
4 years ago I weighed over 255 lbs. 2 years ago I got down to 224 lbs before slipping back to the 230s to stay.
8 weeks ago my wife and I had a heart to heart chat. I confessed how almost every waking minute carried a low-lying feeling self-loathing. I hated how I felt, how I looked, and how I was unable to pull myself up out of it to stick to anything long enough to make a difference. So we made a pact to not let this drag on into our prime years. August 6th, 2014. A line in the sand.
The month of August was spent fixing my diet. I cut out all foods that made me want to snack. Chips went first — my uber-weakness, along with all bread, most if not all carbs, and starches. All dairy except coffee creamer. All soda and liquid calories. Not strict Paleo, but as close as I could get without having uproot our lifestyle wholesale. I kept to a strict calorie count. And then I just waited. And my stomach grumbled. And the pounds started to come off.
Then came the exercise. I signed up for 15 mile charity bike ride at the end of September, borrowed a bicycle and started riding. And then September 2nd I started CrossFit, thanks to inspiration from my buddy Blain Smith. Today was the last workout of my first month at Purebred Athletics, post-charity ride (it was this past weekend and I had a blast), and right around 8 weeks after we drew the line in the sand.
So, this is good place for an 8 week check in, and I’ll be checking in again at 12 weeks. A public blog is good for this sort of thing.
I’m loving CrossFit — it pushes me and is really helping to build strength and endurance. I’m now shopping for a mountain bike after hitting a local single track with a friend last week and got hooked. I’m rock climbing and hiking next week (two separate events).
I’m actually active for the first time I can remember since being a teenager. The lowest weight I’ve been since junior year of college. And I’m hooked. I’m all in.