I was 210 on November 10th. On the 17th, I was at 209. Not too shabby. I cannot believe I’m under 210 pounds. It’s hard to remember that people don’t see me a lot, I’m not a very social guy. I don’t get out and about very much. So when people I know see me for the first time in six months to a year, I get the wide eyes sometimes.
And as of this past Sunday, it’s been 11 months since I started. I never thought I was going to stick with it this long. I thought I would have been happy after six months and just quit. Especially considering how crazy busy July was with work, vacation time, vacation being cut short and then more work and dad ending up in the hospital in both July and August. So yeah, I’m impressed with myself for having stuck with it and not given up.
But now it’s Thanksgiving week and it’s my mom’s birthday on Thursday too. It’s the best reason to hold off on Challenge 4 until next week. We are having birthday cake tonight (my parents, brother and I) and tomorrow it’ll be impossible to stay within the rules.
Lately, I’ve been obsessed with eating celery. Raw celery with no peanut butter on it. I usually have some with my lunch, even if I have lettuce and spinach in my salad. I spent the last few days after lunch reading up on it. Sure it doesn’t taste great, but it’s such a great food for the body.
My goal for the next challenge is to gain more muscle mass and worry less about fat loss. I’d like to add some serious weight to most of my lifts. I’ll probably up my eating a bit in order to do this. I’ve been adding nuts to my food routine as they are loaded with protein. And I might eat more meat too.
I’ve rambled on long enough and I’m late for work. Got a lot to do today and not enough time to do it all…