Tuesday, December 30, 2008

In Pursuit of Perfection

"The only road to take is perfection itself / The stars lead the way"

-- Armin Van Buuren ft Susana - If You Should Go

I've spent the past couple of hours talking to a close friend of mine about my fitness plans for the new year. We discussed my goals and plans and how realistic they were. He expressed concern about my lack of a "disaster recovery plan" should I falter along the way. He felt that my strict diet and training regimen may be too tough to maintain - that I'm better off incorporating a plan B.

But here's the thing: I tend to respond better to things in a yes/no, on/off, black/white fashion. This is why I was able to quit smoking eight years ago after many years of smoking two packs a day; I simply told myself that I'd never allow myself to touch a cigarette again for the rest of my life. I could not even handle an unlit cigarette in my hands; it was out of the question. It was this extreme commitment that made it possible for me to quit "cold turkey."

I didn't tell myself that I'd cut back to only a few cigarettes a day, or that I'd allow a little "cheating" on occasion. I simply forbade myself to ever smoke again. And the simple mental trick I used had such a reinforcing effect that I often woke up in a cold sweat after dreaming about succumbing to temptation, for instance, while out having a few drinks with friends at a bar and being offered a smoke. The emotional commitment was that intense.

Now, after years of not smoking, I hardly remember what I found so pleasurable about the habit and am often repulsed by the smell of cigarette smoke. I can't believe I actually smelled that bad! It's a disgusting habit.



So, I've been thinking about how to develop a similar commitment to my training and diet to ensure that I meet my goals and that's when it hit me: take the same on/off "switch" approach that you used to quit smoking. I would have to refuse to miss any workouts whatsoever - no excuses, and I could not allow cheat meals or junk food of any kind until the goals were met.



This represents a radical departure from my old way of doing things. In the past, I'd always incorporate some weekly cheat meals or even daily "snacks" to help "keep me sane" as I was fond of telling myself. I'd also let myself miss workouts when I felt the excuse was valid enough. But after a while, the same thing would always happen - as soon as the initial motivation and focus would shrink a little, I'd fall off the wagon and let myself revert to my old behavior. So this begs the question, if you don't have the necessary self-control to function properly while allowing yourself the occasional break or reprieve, then doesn't it stand to reason that you should eliminate the very things that lead to your loss of self-control in the first place? Am I not better off refusing to give myself these "outs" and excuses to fail? Could I possibly respond better if I take a more disciplined approach - the kind close friends warn you against? Could I be one of those people for whom you cannot give an inch for fear they'll take the whole mile?

I know it's not realistic to keep this up for the very long term, but I intend to modify my approach once my goals are met in order to make it more a lifestyle I can live with. My hope is that by that time, I would have learned to replace old, bad habits with good new ones; that I will have acquired a taste for eating healthy and will be repulsed by greasy, sugary foods the same way I'm repulsed by cigarettes now; that I will make such a habit of daily training that I couldn't imagine missing a workout for fear of withdrawal symptoms.

Like the Phoenix rising out of the ashes reborn, you must first burn if you want real, positive changes in your life or physique. Now, where did I leave those matches?

Monday, December 29, 2008

How will I Confront Temptation?



I can see it now, the first month has passed and I'm extremely pleased with my progress. Heck, I lost over 12 pounds in only 4 weeks, of course I'm pleased! But something is happening. I don't think about my goals as often - they fade to the background. Perhaps I've already experienced a setback and feel discouraged? Maybe training is not progressing as fast as I'd like? Whatever the case, my training and diet are not positioned prominently in the front of my mind as they were when I first began. Instead, they've receded to the back of my mind and only appear when the fragile habit I've been cultivating for the past four weeks reminds me it's time to train or it's time to drink yet another bland protein shake or, worse yet, eat more vegetables.



Motivation is beginning to wane. And I'm now vulnerable to temptation; vulnerable to my old eating habits and lazy desires. My shield of willpower is getting pierced and I need to do something. But what does one do?

Eventually, our mettle gets tested. Eventually, we will run into a wall and we'll begin to question ourselves; we'll question whether the depravity we're putting ourselves through is really worth it. Can we somehow force ourselves to envision our ultimate aim and gain motivation thereby? How do we stay on track?

Food will most likely be the greatest temptation. I know I hate to cook but I love to eat. And all the planning and effort that goes into daily meal preparations will grow old quick. The call of fast food will be deafening. Here I am, a confirmed hater of all things vegetable, and I'm forcing myself to "eat like a rabbit." Oh, how I long for a burger and milkshake; how I long for some traditional Spanish deserts. And yet my "meals" consist of a few ounces of (guess what?) grilled chicken breast and broccoli kept in small microwavable containers and enjoyed with tasty bottled water. This sucks!

Or, maybe, training will be the real temptation. Goodness! Exercise seems like torture sometimes. It's so much easier to sit on your ass and be entertained by television. I am the proverbial couch potato. Isn't it natural to conserve energy? Why, then, must we drag our asses into torture chambers (read: gyms) and put ourselves through hell?



Did it happen during a business trip? Did I finally convince myself that I'd be better off getting the extra sleep in preparation for tomorrow's important meeting instead of dragging myself to the hotel's shitty gym? Or did I succumb to the ease and convenience of indulgent room service and gorge myself on Crème brulée?

What will I do to prevent these scenarios? What do elite level athletes do when their training and diets are threatened by the natural impulse to indulge in things that make us feel good? Is their success simply attributed to keeping a steady routine? But don't we all lead such hectic, frenetic lives nowadays that make routines difficult to keep?

I know my goals and plans seem strict. I've designed them this way because I know that I'm the type who will "take a mile if given an inch." I'm simply an all-or-nothing kind of guy. Cheat meals? Forget it! It wouldn't take long before a cheat meal turns into an all-out junk food binge. Heck, I just made a trip to a local grocery store and spent $35 on junk food alone! Nothing else!



But I continue to wonder what I will need to do when I'm first confronted by temptation. Strict dieting and training for six months straight will not be easy. I'm beginning to worry...

Saturday, December 27, 2008

Therapeutic/Motivational Writing

As you can probably tell, I write a lot. I really enjoy it. But I haven't written about one of the core reasons I began this blog in the first place.

Apart from the motivational gains to be had by charting my progress (not-to-mention the feedback and, hopefully, encouragement from readers), this blog provides me with an outlet to express myself as I prepare to undertake perhaps the biggest challenge of my life. I have struggled with weight and fitness issues for as long as I can remember. It has been the singular frustration of my life.

And this is where the writing comes in. I have read a little on the therapeutic effects of journal writing. I have also read on the benefits of writing down one's goals and plans. So, I have decided to combine the two, here, and share it with the rest of the world.

Making this struggle public will help reinforce my commitment to achieving my goals. I am putting myself "on the hook," so-to-speak. There is now no backing out; no putting it off for some other time; no waiting for the perfect moment to begin such an undertaking. I am, instead, diving into this head-first for all to see.

So I want to explore every aspect. I want to conquer not just the external challenges, but the internal obstacles that more often than not, are the prime culprits behind our own self-sabotage. I'd like to organize scattered thoughts, negative self-talk, frustrations, encouragements, and triumphs into one cohesive message that I (and others) can reflect on and hopefully learn from. This blog, then, will reflect my journey - all of it - towards personal conquest.

I hope you will enjoy the ride!

Friday, December 26, 2008

Are my Goals Specific/Realistic Enough?

As I've mentioned in a previous post, I believe the key to goal achievement is to follow the S.M.A.R.T. approach:

Goals should be Specific, Measurable, Attainable, Realistic, and Timely.










But I'm wondering if my goals, outlined in my previous post, meet the criteria.

If you're familiar with the P-90X program (I mean, who isn't? The infomercials are everywhere!), then you know how complex and varied the exercises are. And this is my dilemma: it is obviously overkill to set goals for each and every exercise as this will dilute the effectiveness of goal setting, but I'm wondering if I'm setting specific, program-related goals.


I'd be grateful if you guys help me with some feedback/ideas on how to go about this.

What do you think? Are my goals measurable and specific enough? Are they realistic and attainable?

Thanks for any help you can provide!

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

The Goals Pt. 2

OK. So, it's time to get down to serious business.

There's a great book on goal setting written by the great track athlete, Michael Johnson, called, "Slaying the Dragon." This simple little book taught me many lessons on how to set and achieve goals that, unfortunately, were never applied. (I suppose, then, that the popular adage that "knowledge is power" is inaccurate: Applied knowledge is power!) Regardless, I have returned to this treasured book and have since been trying to refine and enhance my goals and plans.

Because the emphasis for the next six months will be weight loss, my goals are as follows:

WEIGHT LOSS GOALS 1/5/09 - 4/5/09

1. Weigh 260 lbs. come my 33rd birthday, 3/8/09.
2. Weigh 250 lbs. at the end of the first 90-day Classic P-90X cycle, 4/5/09

PERFORMANCE/TRAINING GOALS 1/5/09 - 4/5/09

1. Complete all P-90X workouts without taking additional, unscheduled breaks. In-other-words, don't "press pause."
2. Finish the 90-day Classic cycle using only the red resistance band on all exercises.
3. Match the "beginner" performance shown in the P-90X DVDs.
4. Improve every workout by at least one rep, fewer/shorter rests periods, or greater resistance.
5. For difficult positions/poses (i.e. YogaX), strive to learn the position/pose, or a suitable alternative.

PHYSIQUE GOALS 1/5/09 - 4/5/09

1. Waist: 46" (3/8/09) 45" (4/5/09)
2. Chest: 46.9" (3/8/09) 46" (4/5/09)
3. Neck: 16.5" (4/5/09)
4. Arms: 16" (4/5/09)

DIET GOALS 1/5/09 - 7/4/09

1. No Junkfood (i.e. soda, fast food, candy, etc.) or simple carbs (i.e. bread, rice) until 7/4/09
2. Maximum 2500 kcal with 250 grams of protein per day.
3. Drink 1 gallon of water per day.
4. No alcohol.
5. No cheating on diet. No excuses!!!

These are my goals.

Monday, December 22, 2008

Edward SissyHands

I think the one thing about me that truly captures the weakness I feel both inside and out, are my hands. Besides my embarrassing man-boobs that I'm always trying to hide behind baggy clothes, my hands are a constant source of insecurity that can't be hidden. They are soft and delicate, incapable of a strong grip and only marginally capable of a firm handshake; they look like the hands of a boy and they're a constant reminder that I haven't quite yet matured - both physically and emotionally.



I want strong hands. I want a bone-crushing grip - the kind that will make you think twice about making eye contact with the mothherfucker for fear of pissing him off. Now that's a firm grip!

Sunday, December 21, 2008

Man-boy

Despite being 32 years old, measurings 6' 2", and weighing nearly 300 pounds, I've never felt like a man. Despite my imposing figure, I'm actually a fat, lazy, limp-wristed man-boy.

Since I don't feel like a man, I'm sure others don't see me as one either; I'm not taken seriously by family or by the random guy on the street.

People often ask me if I play football because I look like a linebacker. But I think I look more like "Blaster" from Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome:





I also feel just like Adam Sandler's emotionally crippled character in Punch Drunk Love:



Yes, I know. I'm FUCKED UP!!

A man should conquer himself. He should exude strength. But I exude anything but.

A close friend once described me as a walking contradiction. My size and strong personality fill up a room as soon as I walk in. But inside I am crippled by insecurities. I feel like I often fade into the background as anxiety puts its death-grip 'round my throat. God, I have to come out of this shell!

Saturday, December 20, 2008

Elusive Achievement

Besides being a quitter, or perhaps because thereof, I have never felt a sense of accomplishment in my life.

I mean, how can you possibly accomplish anything if you've always given up on everything?

Friends and family tell me this isn't true. That my graduating as an Electrical Engineer from Georgia Tech was a very significant accomplishment. But what they don't realize is that I basically coasted through "Tech." Except for the frequent all-nighters - that were more a result of procrastination than any real work ethic - I never really "worked" at my education. I only went through the motions.



As I've said before, I've never really had to work at anything. That's not to say everything has always come easily for me, but I've never experienced the satisfaction of gradual, step-by-step progress towards a difficult, worthwhile, distant goal. Instead of having to find ways to get past setbacks and obstacles, I simply lowered my head, turned around, and walked away when things got tough.



But character is only developed when you persevere through adversity. What, then, can be said about my character?

I now see how interrelated all of this is. Lack of character development leads to low self-esteem, which leads to poor self-image, which leads to depression, unhappiness, and on and on until one arrives at the present state I now find myself in.

Now you can see why this present effort is so important to me.

I want to basque in the glow of personal achievement. I want to know the feeling of blasting past plateaus, setbacks, and other challenges; the detailed planning and experimenting that goes into doing something like this.

This is also why July 4th in Key West means so much to me. This will represent my first significant accomplishment. Will it be like I have imagined and written it will?

Please join me, then, as i strive to achieve this challenging goal.

Will I reach the finish line? Or, will I stumble and fall along the way?



Only time will tell...

Friday, December 19, 2008

Salsa, baby!

Today I found a little more motivation to go through with my plans. I went to a company holiday BBQ at a local park and had a surprisingly good time. Drank some good rum, ate some Jerk Chicken, and danced. No, no. Actually, I danced a lot! Get enough alcohol in me and I turn into a dancing machine.

But, the motivation came from some of the ladies I work with. They saw me having such a good time that they all wanted to dance with me. This didn't make my "girlfriend" - another coworker - very happy. Well, wait. Maybe it did. She hasn't been able to keep her hands off me since we got home. I guess women can get just a possessive as men when they realize others want to take their "prize" away. But I digress. The fact is it felt good receiving all that attention. But I thought to myself and wondered just how much more attention I will get when I slim down and tone up. I'd have to fight them off with a stick!

I know it's early, but I'm making it a goal to attend next year's holiday party in the best physical condition I can. I also want to start taking Salsa dancing lessons; latin women won't look at a man unless he can dance Salsa. Yes. Yes. I know. As my screen name suggests, I am latin. And I'm fully aware of the irony of being a latin man who can't Salsa. But hey, at least I'm willing to admit it!

Thursday, December 18, 2008

"But How did I get Here?"

The sunlight is in my eyes; it forces me to squint though I try not to while she tells me to pose and smile: "OK, just one more picture, babe. Big smile! CHEEEEESE!!!" Snap!

I can feel the sun as it burns the skin - and the warm, soft sand feels good between my toes. Now I feel a bead of sweat roll from somewhere near my neck down to my chest and onwards towards my stomach. It captures my attention for a moment and forces me to look down. "Wow!" I think to myself. The sudden realization that I can stare straight down and see my feet still amazes me. I still haven't gotten used to it.

Pride and satisfaction swell up within me. I can barely contain myself. Here I am and it's just as I pictured it would be over six months ago! I'm standing in front of the Key West Lighthouse posing - sans t-shirt - while my hot girlfriend snaps a picture to capture this incredible moment. This perfect moment when effort meets accomplishment. Reward. The day is beautiful, the sky is clear, and the sun shines through mightily. Key West feels electric as it always does on Independence Day. It seems that every one with a boat in the state of Florida has made it down. The beer flows freely and the girls are everywhere! It couldn't be more perfect.



Everywhere I go, I go shirtless. What a new sensation this is. I'm gonna get one heck of a sunburn! But who cares? I can finally walk in public without a shirt on! I'm not self-conscious of a jiggling belly, or embarrassed to death by my man-boobs. Stares are now stares of admiration or desire. I know I look slim and tone. And I feel proud. I have finally accomplished something worthwhile. I have slayed my personal dragon.



But this wasn't easy. The last six months were gruelling and I have never had to exert myself that hard. Willpower? I've got it in spades now. But this wasn't the case in the beginning.

Two months after I started dieting and training - after the initial motivation had long worn off - the hardcore food cravings began. I couldn't drive past a pizza joint without my mouth salivating like Pavlov's dog. I went through ugly sugar withdrawal symptoms too. But I kept on going. I simply had too much to lose if I gave into temptation. I knew what indulging just a little would lead to. I know the "snowball effect" all too well. One innocent little Hershey's Kiss would, three days later, lead to an all-out junk food binge and Pity Parties galore! No. I could not let that happen again. Not this time.

I would also sit and go through a litany of excuses why not to train - or, when I'd finally muster the courage to train, why it would be OK not to give 110% effort: "It's alright. You're sooooo sore from yesterday's workout. Just do a few crunches and call it a day; you deserve it." But I never once allowed myself to "blur the edges" that way. I knew that strict discipline had to be maintained. One slight misstep would unravel everything. I had to keep my eye on the prize.

This was especially hard while traveling. My job requires me to do a lot of traveling - both abroad and domestic. And anyone who's done any traveling can tell you how hard it is to eat clean and maintain a training routine while on the road. This was no doubt my biggest challenge. The detailed planning that went into preparing for all my trips. All those times where, after catching a "red-eye" to God-knows-where, I'd drag myself to my hotel room and be faced with the decision to get the day's workout session in or succumb to the dire need for sleep. But never once did I let myself "hit the sack." No matter what time and no matter how tired I was, I always managed to get my gym clothes on, an drag my tired ass to the hotel's shitty "gym."



This day is the cumulative effect of all of those decisions not to falter; to "stay the course," in Bush-speak. I never allowed myself to "blur the edges." If I was supposed to train for an hour that day, then train for an hour I did - intensely! I conquered each and every food craving. I avoided situations that would lead to temptation. I refused to have cake for my birthday; I stayed away from beer and liquor. And, if I did drink, I drank only a glass of wine or two. In short, I did whatever I had to do in order to ensure that this day would come.

But how did I stay so motivated? Well, we'll leave that for next time.






I finally feel like I've accomplished something.

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

So Much to Do

I must get on the ball. I must pour forth everything in me into this blog in preparation for what lies ahead. Fortunately, I go on vacation next week. I will have sixteen days with which to prepare myself mentally and physically for what will likely be one of my greatest personal acheivements.

There is so much to do.

I need to buy a Yoga mat, learn at least a few simple, healthy, low-carb recipes to get me started, review the exercise program, and on, and on...

I must also break down my fitness goals into smaller bite-sized chunks to begin working towards.

In-other-words, I'll be doing quite a bit of work while on vacation. I can't wait to get started.

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Quitting the Quitter's Mindset

I am a quitter.

I have quit on just about every thing I've ever started in my life. Heck, a big fear of mine is that I'll quit on this blog, where it will sit still, frozen in cyberspace as a constant reminder to me - and the occassional wandering blog surfer - of my failure to follow through; my inability to see things to fruition.

I can't explain it, though, the intensity of the feeling in me right now telling me that, this time, things WILL be different.

I simply know that dramatic changes will happen to me this year. I know that I am simply due for these changes to occur. I feel ready to transform - to awaken - to become the person I have always known myself to be deep inside. Come year's end, I will be ready to emerge from my chrysalis.

But this transformation has been a long time coming. I can trace the pivotal moment in my life where the "Quitter's Mindset" I've harbored for so long, first took hold. It was grade school, sixth grade to be exact, and a Holiday Chorus group I joined was to meet for practice one afternoon. My best friend, Albert, was with me as we entered the small classroom where the group met for rehersals for an upcoming holiday show. I showed up early knowing the chorus instructor would be there alone. I walked in and made my way to her desk, ready to let her know of my desire to leave the group, but before I could finish my first sentence, she abruptly cut me off and said, "I know why you're here. You don't want to sing chorus anymore, right?" I answered with a fearful, "Um...yes." "Well," she said. "If you want to leave, then leave. But, let me be clear on one thing: you will continue to give up on everything until you learn to take things seriously. Quitters never succeed."

I walked away with a sly grin on my face and laughed when I saw Albert. He stood there with a smirk on his face too, probably relieved his best friend would not do anything as "dorky" as sing in a holiday chorus at school. But, deep down inside I felt ashamed. I knew I had walked away from responsibility. I knew this woman needed every child she could to pull off a good show. And here I was turning my back on her.

Her words turned out to be prophetic.

I have never really taken anything seriously in life. I've gotten by on minimal effort. And when things do require a little effort, I walk away. I always rationalize my behavior (or is it rational-lies?) of course, but the impact to my self-esteem is immense and irreversible. This cancerous mentality also affects every area of my life. It spills into everything. Nothing is immune.

But how do you replace it with a winner's attitude? How do you reverse this self-destructive mindset and replace it with a personality that will expect, and accept, only the very best from yourself?

This will be material for another blog...time to *quit* for the night and go to sleep. :0)

Approach Must be Different

· Approach must be different; cannot do the same old stuff again.

· How can I be certain that I will not repeat the same mistakes again?

(i) I must understand my physical, psychological, and emotional makeup.
(ii) I must examine past patterns of behavior and pin-point the triggers to failure.
(iii) I must take what I learn and construct a plan or pattern of behaviors that will take these lessons into consideration and prevent them from reoccurring.

· Goals must be met; failure is not an option.

- Reward and punishment.

(i) I must increase emotional investment in my goals the pleasures of achievement must savored; the pains of failure must be real. The "quitters mindset" must be vanquished; there must be consequences.

· Goals must be specific; I must know exactly what I want to achieve, when I want to achieve it, and how I plan to achieve it.




· Preventing the same mistakes.

- I realize that I hate exercise and love food; I am a sloth and a glutton.

- Changing these deeply-rooted behaviors will not be easy.

- Physically, I have the strength and agility of a man many times older than me.

- Psychologically, my self-esteem and self-confidence are so low as to be virtually non-existent.

- Past patterns of behavior show that a break in routine will trigger an avalanche of unwanted behaviors. The biggest culprit is the missed workout. Missed workouts trigger more missed workouts until, eventually, I stop training entirely. This then leads to junk-food binges.

- Setbacks in my diet are a secondary concern. They can potentially derail a fitness program, but so long as training remains in place, I remain in fitness mode.

- Continuous training also wears down motivation and willpower. I must include frequent breaks in training.

- Progress towards goals must be monitored. Weekly/Monthly goals must be set and reviewed at every week's end.

Monday, December 15, 2008

The Plan Pt. 1 (Fat-loss Phase)

The basic plan is to split the coming year into two phases: a 6-month fat-loss phase and a 6-month strength training phase. To keep things simple, I will focus only on the fat-loss phase for now.

The fat-loss plan will be split into two parts: training and diet.

Training
1. I will do two consecutive 90-day cycles of the P-90X home training program. The first cycle will follow the "Classic" program, the second cycle will be the more advanced "Doubles" program.



















2. I will perform cardio (30 minutes minimum) every day.

3. I will add occassional powerlifting/strongman training sessions with my powerlifting friend, Rob:



And here I am nearly getting pwnd by a 700lb. tire:



4. I will strive to continously improve on all exercises.

5. I WILL NEVER MISS A TRAINING SESSION. NO EXCEPTIONS - NO EXCUSES!!

Diet
1. I will eat a maximum of 2700 kcal per day following a 50% Protein, 30% Carb, 20% Fat diet.

2. I will not eat junkfood (sweets, soda, fastfood, etc.) or simple carbs (rice, bread, etc.), or alcoholic beverages.

3. I will only eat clean protein (lean meat, poultry, seafood) and complex carbs (fruits and vegetables).

4. I will learn to cook only healthy, low-carb meals.

5. I WILL NEVER CHEAT ON A MEAL OR OVEREAT. NO EXCEPTIONS!!!

And so it is written, and so it shall be done!

The Goals Pt. 1

Ok, it's time to get serious here. I've been giving a lot of thought about what I want to accomplish - and how I plan to accomplish it. It all comes down to three things: thinking, planning, and acting. Or, if you prefer, setting goals, planning how to acheive those goals, and acting on your plan.

Goals are the pearls and the plan is what strings those pearls together.



For the sake of simplicity, I will focus only on goals for the 6-month fat-loss phase that will run from Monday, January 5, 2009 and end with a successful Independence Day celebration in Key West, Florida on Saturday, July 4, 2009.

I have four types of goals:

1. Weight Goals
2. Performance Goals
3. Physique Goals
4. Diet/Nutrition Goals

And now, without further adieu:

1. Weight Goals:
···(i) I will weigh 220 pounds on July 4, 2009

2. Peformance Goals:
···(i) I will do 50 push ups by July 4, 2009
···(ii) I will match, move-for-move, all movements and exercises on all P-90X workout discs. I will be capable of keeping pace towards the last week of the second 90-day cycle through the program.

3. Physique Goals:
···(i) I will have a 38" waist on July 4, 2009
···(ii) I will lose all visible fat from my chest by July 4, 2009. I will lose my man-boobs!

4. Diet Goals:
···(i) I will refrain from eating all junkfood (sweets, sodas, etc.), simple carbs (no rice or bread), and alcoholic drinks until July 4, 2009. ABSOLUTELY NO EXCEPTIONS! NO CHEATING ON MY DIET.
···(ii) I will eat a maximum of 2500 kcals per day until July 4, 2009
···(iii) I will drink 1 gallon of water per day, everyday until July 4, 2009

Sunday, December 14, 2008

Key West Here I Come!


In an effort to put some positive pressure on my fat loss efforts, last year I made a goal of throwing a big shebang in Key West for July 4th. The purpose was to walk shirtless around Key West and have my photo taken in front of the Key West Lighthouse.

I failed to acheive this goal. It had a bad effect on me as I had told all of my friends and coworkers.

Now I've decided to vindicate my original goal and MAKE KEY WEST HAPPEN!

This will be the first major milestone next year and will mark the end of my fat loss efforts. I now have slightly more than 200 days to make this dream a reality.

Time to get started!

Friday, December 12, 2008

Insightful Blog

Found an incredibly insightful but, regretably, "dead" blog today:

http://realize-yourself.blogspot.com/2006/08/anxiety-and-beginnings.html

These few posts really struck a nerve with me. They seem to accurately describe my current emotional and psychological state - I'm sad to say.

Thursday, December 11, 2008

What do I Want to Achieve?

I believe in the S.M.A.R.T. approach to goal setting. Goals must be Specific, Measurable, Attainable, and Timely.

Specific: I must choose exactly what I want to achieve. This will help prioritize high-vlaue tasks.

Measurable: Progress towards my goals must be measurable. All efforts must have a "quantifiable" aspect. This will allow for objective assessment.

Attainable and Realistic: All worthwile goals will require me to stretch myself and take myself outside of my comfort zone. However, my goals - though lofty - must be realistic and attainable if given the proper effort.
Timely: Meaningful deadlines will help put positive pressure on me. They will give me a sense of urgency and encourage me to stay on track. For example, I have set July 4th, 2009 as a mid-year milestone. The goal is to spend Independence Day weekend in Key West, Florida where I will strut around shirtless in public for the first time in what will be the biggest party of my life!

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

What Is This All About?

Today is Tuesday, January 5, 2010. Exactly one year has passed since I began my transformation. My life, and not just my body, has been transformed. I feel nothing like the fat man-boy I was 12 months ago:

Physically, I have never felt as strong as I do now. I have a bounce in my step, an erect posture, a slim waist, and solid arms that peek through from underneath short sleeves.

Psychologically, my mental state has never been better. I have never known what genuine confidence is until now. Gone is the arrogant, false bravado borne of insecurities that served only to compensate for my perceived shortcomings. Endorphins now course through my veins all day and the depression and anxiety that I once thought were just part of normal everyday life, are now completely foreign to me. The insecurities that had once crippled me, have melted away.

Emotionally, I have never been better. I feel genuinely happy. My self-confidence has led to successes in all areas of my life. I have several love interests from which to choose from and I no longer feel compelled to "settle" for whatever comes my way. Or, perhaps, I have finally met the love of my life and am involved in a serious long-term relationship? My career, too, has also taken off. I approach my job with more drive, determination, and focus. The lessons learned from setting - and acheiving - fitness goals, have been transferred into the workplace. My job now has purpose and, thus, fulfilment.

But how did I get here? What were the monthly, weekly, and daily goals that gradually led to such a dramatic turn-around in only one year? Who am I now?





Well, that is what this blog is all about. This is an effort to capture every step I take towards making permanent lifestyle changes; changes that have eluded me all of my life. That is, until now.

We all have dragons to slay. My personal dragon has always been my weak, overweight body and, more importantly, my refusal to do anything about it. This blog is but my first step in slaying that elusive dragon.

I will declare my goals, detail my efforts, and monitor my progress within this blog. This will be more than just a simple web log, however. I intend to meticulously track exercise, diet, and any other pertinent aspect of my efforts. Every morsel of food eaten, every pound lifted and repetition made, and every emotional up or down, will be posted. It will detail a path followed towards personal glory, and the many struggles faced along the way.

I have decided to make this very personal struggle very public in the hopes that it will help reinforce my commitment to change. My very life depends on it. My health and wellbeing have suffered through neglect and, if I continue this self-destructive path, I am sure to meet an untimely end. This is where you, the reader, come in. I have enabled unrestricted commenting on all posts in the hopes that your feedback will keep me motivated and on track. I also sincerely hope that my efforts will inspire you to make the changes you wish to make in your life, so that you too will find a way to slay your own dragon.






Tuesday, December 9, 2008

The Begining

And now begins the journey.

Please join me as my physical transformation is captured in this, my very first blog.

I will detail every step I take to change from a fat, pathetic slob, to a fit, confident, energetic person in one year's time.

2009 will be quite the year indeed!