Getting a grip…

This is a continuation of my last post, if you didn’t read the first post, you can go HERE to do so…



Yeah! Holy crap! Right?

And so there I am, about to cry, craving a coke to make it all feel better and realizing I am in a sort of pickle. Gaining weight took NO effort. I ate. I sat around. I grew. I knew, however, based on everything I’d seen, heard, read and done… losing weight takes effort and lots of it. HOW DID MY LIFE COME TO THIS?

I always have this feeling that people are reading this and thinking, “This guy is such a pig. How does a human being do that?” or “Poor fat slob… deserves everything he gets.” or “256.6? EEEEwwww!!!” I have that feeling, because it’s what I thought. My perception was that I was this fat, flabby, piglike pile of lipids and goo with no friends and no life and no one liked me…. WHAAAAA!!!! I pouted.

Pouting didn’t help. A week went by and the scale didn’t budge an inch. I recall a Friday rolling around and it was clear, warm, pleasant. I’d been messing around with riding the bike, but I had never really gone very far, very fast or with any real purpose. I threw a leg over and took off. I rode 5.7 miles. The next day I did it again. Sunday I did it again and then I realized that when you don’t ride consistently, there are anatomical structures that need time to adjust to the curious demands of bicycling. I took a day off, but really missed being on the bike. So it became something I looked forward to.

I didn’t lose any weight though. I felt stronger. I could breathe easier but the weight just stayed. Exercise is frustrating when you don’t see any change. I did start to listen to people who were saying, “Have you lost weight?” I wasn’t but people thought I was. Weird. Then I realized I felt stronger… and it occurred to me that perhaps muscle was replacing fat… which isn’t a bad thing.

I kept riding and stopped watching the scale. One week. Two weeks. Then, one morning, I was standing there waiting for the shower to warm up and saw the scale. I stepped on. It flashed and flashed and then said…. 250.8. It was a good morning.

I have ridden, gotten lazy, lifted weights, gotten lazy, taken long breaks, ridden some more and I’m losing weight slowly but surely. So there are some things I’ve learned.

Weight is one of those things that can be all-consuming and it shouldn’t be. I have the most success when I am riding regularly and not stressing about how I look or what the scale says. It really boils down to being sensible.

I’ve learned that consistency is a key. Consistently riding (or just being active), eating and resting make the most difference over time.

Ultimately the greatest things I have learned is that if I can set my mind to something I can accomplish the thing i set my mind to. Where there is a will, there is a way. And I have really great friends who love and respect who I am no matter what I look like. That’s pretty important as the story continues to unfold. More on that another time.

3 thoughts on “Getting a grip…

  1. Nancy Wolfenbarger

    Tim your last two posts took courage to write. Thanks for sharing. I can relate to what you have said. First getting all get that “junk” out of your head how others see you as in fat…etc! I absolutely can’t stand it when people know you are trying to be fit and lose weight keep saying , ” oh you can’t eat/drink that can you” ?! It took me years of fad diets, yo-yo diets to realize I can do what I want…when I want as for eating. You see I pay the consequences . So what I am saying I believe you are doing it right. It is all about portions and if you want that it. I can’t have them in the house…too tempting (and no cake either). Cakes are funny things for me as they always need a little straightening out with the knife left in them. It took 18 months this time for me to lose 50 lbs that kept creeping up on me. I understand how you can feel better with losing some. Makes the doctor happy with all their statistics etc. But most important is how you feel. The new you pours over to your family and everyday life and just makes it easier to make the choices that work (with a little good stuff also from time to time.) Slow and steady…you will do what is best for you and makes you feel good and happy. Wishing you all the best! You will do it…for you!

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