Can you believe that in a mere seven weeks, I've already lost 17 pounds? Because it's hard for me to believe.
The truth is that in between episodes five and seven, I started to slip back into old eating habits. Some bread here, some fries there, a slice of apple pie for dessert...it was too easy to fall back into those habits. And I hate myself for it.
Stephen doesn't want me hating myself over it though. He just wants me to press forward and move forward. Though, as we move forward, I've been instructed to send pictures of everything I eat to him.
I'm not pretending that sending pictures is making me eat healthier. If anything, it's just making me want to be dishonest. But I need to stay honest and determined if I'm going to make it through this rough patch. Eventually, smart eating decisions will be second-nature to me. And a slice of pie won't trigger a chain reaction of unhealthy meals. But for now, Thanksgiving is over, and Christmas is coming. Which means sugar is EVERYWHERE!
...This is gonna be a hard December.
Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday have ended. The sweet freedom of the weekend has never felt so good. Then again, Saturdays never really left me feeling so sore before.
Wednesday was the beginning of my training. And Stephen wanted to see what I could do. So, while he was testing me, I was pushing hard. I don't think he realized how hard all those exercises were. By the end of it all, it was obvious to Stephen that Thursday and Friday would have to be lighter days so that I could focus on recovering.
My legs still make getting up, sitting down, and climbing stairs a near-impossible task. And while quitting would be physically easy, it's mentally impossible. Because all I need to do is look at my wife and my daughter and I remember why I'm doing this. I remember why I signed a six-month contract. Stephen told me that he could get me down from 420 pounds to 350 pounds in half-a-year. I haven't been 350 since right after my wedding! And if I choose to go another six months, I could go down to 270! My wife has never even seen me that light outside of photographs!
In fact, should all go well, my long-term plan is to work with Stephen for 64 weeks. Because theoretically, that should get me down to about 230 pounds right in time for the day my wife and I renew our vows. My baby girl will be two-and-a-half when that day comes. And I will look and feel like a new man! Heck, I'll probably be doing things I've never done before!
If it's not already obvious, family is important to me. My wife and kid mean the world to me. But last year, I crossed the 400-pound threshold while my wife was at a prenatal checkup. I realized that if I didn't change something, I wasn't going to be around for long. And with a baby girl coming, there comes a whole slew of milestones that I don't want to miss out on. And I would think my little girl would want me there for her big moments. So, on September 21, 2016, I quit soda cold turkey. It was hard quitting that addiction. And while I do have a glass of soda every now and then, I drink water all day long now. On the one-year anniversary of the day I broke my soda addiction, I made a similar vow to quit sugar as well. It's been a bit rockier than the soda thing, but I am making headway!
Stephen is a good trainer. And I am hoping that he can get me where I need to be without breaking me like he did on Wednesday. But even if he does, I'm in this for the long-haul.
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