Friday, October 23, 2009

Working Out

I was just talking to my wife about working out. We were loosely discussing people who work out, and proclaim it.

Heck, sometimes, I'll brag after I work out. It goes on Twitter AND Facebook.


The easiest thing for me to do at the end of a long day is to grab a Dr. Pepper, a cup of ice cream, and plop down in front of the TV watching a good game or one of my favorite nerd shows. That would be great!


But, I can't.

Instead, I try to eat healthy, and either lift weights, tackle the treadmill, or succumb to the torture of the elliptical, depending on the day. Although I enjoy that, I confess it's not as much fun as the ice cream and TV. Don't get me wrong, I still eat the occasional ice cream (Praise God for Cold Stone Creamery!) and doughnut (I prefer Dunkin' to Krispy Kreme, sorry), and I can't really swear off the Dr. Pepper. I just make sure I do everything in moderation and I continue to work out.

It's harder this way, but in the end, I'm a healthier person because of it. I've lost a lot of weight. I've gained a few pounds back, and I've lost some of them again. I'm sure there will be a lot of ups and downs. I still feel a great deal of pride that I am not as big as I was when I started. People no longer refer to me as the "heavyset" guy. Now, they tell me I'm disappearing. That motivates me. And now, I'm motivating others. That, to me, is something to take pride in.

So, you'll have to pardon me if I toot my own horn. I don't do it with a sense of superiority, nor do I do it to embarass anyone. I simply feel a tremendous sense of accomplishment, knowing how incredibly hard I've had to work to lose the weight, and how hard it is to maintain the weight loss.


I stopped trying to find something to motivate me. Instead, I motivated myself. I stopped trying to lose weight. I started trying to live healthy. Once I did that, the weight started coming off. I have not reached my weight goal yet, but I'm making life-long, healthy habit-forming decisions. I know I'll have to watch my weight for the rest of my life. It took me 10 years to gain the weight, I know it won't come off by tomorrow.

But, it IS coming off. Slowly but surely. Just hard work and determination.

So, please don't mind if I brag. This is a long, hard, mountain to climb, and I think I deserve a yell and a fist-pump or two on the way up.


I appeal to you therefore, brothers, by the mercies of God, to present your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and acceptable to God, which is your spiritual worship. Romans 12:1

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