The beginning of summer brings with it people's aspirations to "slim down" for "beach season." I don't have an exact statistic or percentage, but my guess is that a majority of people either stay the same weight or lose a small amount of weight in the summer.
Since I do not work in the summer and also enjoy "sedentary" activities (i.e. reading, doing karaoke, drinking beer, going to garage sales), I tend to pack on some extra pounds during the summer. The other day I had, yet again, a realization: I am fat.
I stepped on the scale at the gym and the number read 180.4. What the hell?! I have not been that weight since high school. I feel like I am somehow carrying the 180 a bit better this time 'round, but still am completely aggravated with myself.
This utter aggravation has arrived at an opportune time. Just last week, we entered 2009 and got smart phones. Immediately, I downloaded the Fitbit, Couch to 5k, and My Fitness Pal apps to my phone. I've been making a strong effort to be at my daily calorie goal or, on some rare days, slightly under the goal. My Fitness Pal is brutally honest. After each day, it tells a message such as, "If you ate this way for 5 weeks, you would be 175 pounds."
This will be a slow process; I am basically back to where I was when I started Weight Watchers in January. Some might tell me to join WW again, but screw that. I can't spend any more time hearing people talk about food.
Today, I have been a lazy fuck and have walked a mere 1044 steps. Off to the park....
Since I do not work in the summer and also enjoy "sedentary" activities (i.e. reading, doing karaoke, drinking beer, going to garage sales), I tend to pack on some extra pounds during the summer. The other day I had, yet again, a realization: I am fat.
I stepped on the scale at the gym and the number read 180.4. What the hell?! I have not been that weight since high school. I feel like I am somehow carrying the 180 a bit better this time 'round, but still am completely aggravated with myself.
This utter aggravation has arrived at an opportune time. Just last week, we entered 2009 and got smart phones. Immediately, I downloaded the Fitbit, Couch to 5k, and My Fitness Pal apps to my phone. I've been making a strong effort to be at my daily calorie goal or, on some rare days, slightly under the goal. My Fitness Pal is brutally honest. After each day, it tells a message such as, "If you ate this way for 5 weeks, you would be 175 pounds."
This will be a slow process; I am basically back to where I was when I started Weight Watchers in January. Some might tell me to join WW again, but screw that. I can't spend any more time hearing people talk about food.
Today, I have been a lazy fuck and have walked a mere 1044 steps. Off to the park....
