More Weight..or Less Weight…

skele…but more updates.

Ok, back on the 1st of April (and no, it wasn’t an April’s Fool), I posted that I was at 109.3 Kilos.  That meant that from February to April, I had lost 18 kilos.  Not bad, I was impressed with myself and I allowed myself to feel a bit proud.

My initial 105 kilo target was so close, so I set 2 more.  The first was an absolutely set in stone target.  I would get under 100 kilos.  I was determined that it would happen and I was confident that it would.  My second target was to try and get to/near my perfect weight.

I knew this would be more challenging.  Especially as that number changes depending on what websites you visit.  So, I set my target weight to 95 kilos.  This would put my total weight loss at 32.3 kilos.  This is a number that, right at the beginning of this, I said didn’t account for how heavy I was at my fittest and I felt that would be unattainable.

Well, fast forward to today, and I am now sat at 97.3 kilos.  So far, I have shifted 30 kilos of my, not inconsiderable, bulk.  95 is so close, I feel like I can try to aim for the 92.  The last few kilos have been massively difficult to shift, which I think is a good thing.  I am not losing muscle mass (if anything I am gaining) and my weight loss has slowed to a fairly realistic pace.  Also, I am allowing myself days off the diet from time to time, I still go out once every week or so and on those nights, I drink what I want and don’t stress about it.  I have struck a balance that I am comfortable with.

So far, my weight loss has been :

  • Feb 1st – Mar 1st = 10
  • Mar 1st – Apr 1st = 8
  • Apr 1st – May 1st = 5.4
  • May 1st – Jun 1st = 4
  • Jun 1st – Jun 13th = 2.6

Total lost from Feb 1st – Jun 13th = 30 kilos (4.7 stone)

Based on that, I think I am on track to lose around 5 this month..which will take me to under 95 kilos.

As you can probably imagine, this makes me a very happy bunny indeed.  Couple that with the fact that my younger (and considerably more athletic) brother..is desperately trying to shed weight now…I think in an effort to keep me as the porker of the family…I realised that I am no longer the porker of the family  Razz

What is weird now, is that I switched jobs on May 2nd.  So when I tell people that I am dieting..they are all wondering why.  When I tell them how big I was a couple of months ago, they don’t believe it.  It is strange to think that there are people that only know the new me…my old work colleagues met me at my heaviest and saw me drop a massive amount of weight.  It is nice though, I mean..don’t get me wrong, the praise and compliments are fantastic and really help motivate me to keep going, but to have people only know me at “normal size”, is also good.  It’s hard to explain, but I guess it is nice to just be normal and not be the “former fat bastard”.

So, there it is.  30 kilos down and only a few more to go.  I feel great and I have absolutely no desire to become a “former, former fat bastard”.  Also, I am targeting a pair of size 34 jeans that I bought as a challenge to myself…fingers crossed Grin

Dave

Proud of me…

Funny-fitness-pictures-weight-loss…well, someone has to be right?

I wasn’t going to post this, but I am struggling to contain myself at the moment.  In the last 3 weeks, I have embarked on a (long put off) journey of self-improvement.  Now, I don’t mean my mind, I accepted long ago that all hope was lost there, I mean my body.

I mentioned it in my recent Catharsis post.  I have talked, and then procrastinated like a champion, about my weight for years.  Being told that it suits me, that it doesn’t matter and to do it if I wanted to do, played to my vanity and allowed me all the excuses in the world to keep putting it off.

Here’s the thing.  I am a big guy.  I have always been a big guy.  Even when I was playing sport regularly and did not have “the belly”, I still weighed around 16-17 stone (or 101 – 108  Kilos in new money).  I am a big fella.  6’1″ tall and with what doctors refer to as a “large frame”.  So, as Ed Byrne said “If you want to know if you need to lose weight, you can use a mirror!”.  Well, my mirrors have been abusive towards me for years now and, I either need to stop projecting a reflection, or lose some fucking weight.

So, while I was hanging some clothes up a couple of weeks ago, I noticed that I had, inadvertently, picked up a dual purpose clothes horse.  It appeared that it doubled up as an exercise bike.  After getting over the initial shock, I thought I would give it a go.  Low and behold, it is an actual exercise bike….who knew?

After talking to a colleague at work who just happens to be a fitness fanatic…we worked out a diet that I know I can and will stick to, along with an exercise regime that uses the exercise bike properly.

So far, I am halfway through the 3rd week and I have lost over 15 pounds (7 Kilos).  It is such a great feeling.  All the cliches are true, I feel better, I have more energy, I am sleeping better.  And if it makes me more attractive to the ladies, so much the better.

However, that is all an aside..I am genuinely enjoying it.  Especially the food Smile

So, some of you are probably thinking that I am only doing this in some futile attempt to demonstrate to her that I can do it and then maybe, just maybe, I can win her back.  Let me just take a moment to address that.

I thought long and hard about my motivation for wanting to do this.  Bearing in mind that I have procrastinated for years, in no small part due to her.  I don’t think that I have ever been so reflective in my life as I have for the last month or so.  So it is with absolute clarity and certainty that I can say that I am doing this for me and noone else.

To be honest, that feels really good.  I know how I feel about how I look to me.  Even if people play to my vanity and tell me it suits me etc, I don’t feel good about it and therefore I need to sort this out to a point where I am happy with myself.  When you are happy with yourself, you can be confident in yourself too.  My confidence hasn’t been too good for a very long time and it definitely took a substantial knock very recently…so I want it back.

Now, at the moment I am focusing on the scales a little more than I had planned to.  It’s probably not a bad idea at the beginning, but I will switch to mirrors in the near future.  I know it’s shallow, but I want to look good for me.  I don’t want to weigh a particular amount.  Doing some research shows that I should be around 14.5 stone (92KG) as a large frame man that is 6’1″ (186 cm) tall.  That is a target of over 5.5 stone (35 kilos) to lose…and also, doesn’t account for what I said earlier…at my fittest I was over 16 stone.

Hence, mirrors.  If I am happy with how I look, I can slow down and switch to being healthy with regular exercise, and not an extreme program designed to shift the weight.  I do NOT want to yoyo like a lot of people do.

I really thought I would miss my crisps and salted snacks…but I don’t.  3 weeks in and no cravings, no cheating on the diet, no skipping the exercise.  In fact, I am dialling the exercise up a notch.  Maybe my body still remembers what it was to be healthy, and is just helping me get back there…who knows.

I am just happy to be doing it and that it isn’t a chore.  If it was a chore, I know me and I know I would stop.  It isn’t, it’s fun and I am seeing results…the perfect combination for me to continue.

So, be proud of me….I am Smile