114.3 Pounds Lost! Week 85

Number of Weeks in “Losing” phase: 85

Starting Weight: 316.4

Current Weight: 202.1

Height: 5’11’’
Total Pounds Lost: 114.3
Pounds Until Goal Weight of 175: 27.1

Week In Review

Music: Good Father-Daughter song.....There Goes My Life by Kenny Chesney

I feel like it’s harder and harder to get motivated to blog. I think the biggest reason for that is because I don’t have any results to talk about. I’m not seeing any results. And it’s not like I’m not trying to get results, it’s that I’m not trying very hard. I know how to see the scale go down and it’s 100% dedication and determination. It doesn’t involve drinking and going out to eat and meeting up for happy hours and skipping the gym on the weekends. I know that. There is no ifs-and-buts-etc about it. But that doesn’t mean I’m not going to continue to hold myself accountable. I know many of you have been reading my blog from the beginning and trust me…..I’m not going to stop! This has become such an integral part of my weight loss journey and there’s no letting it go anytime soon! I’ve still got a goal to accomplish and I’ll get there…..
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I think another reason that I’m finding it hard to get motivated to blog is because my work routine has completely changed. I used to have my whole day 100% planned out. Like OCD style. Now it’s new programs, new workspaces, new kitchens, new schedules, new everything. I can handle change but at the same time, it’s stressful. I’m trying to get back to my “normal” but that “normal” doesn’t exist anymore. And I kind of figured since it’s the same company and same people, it wouldn’t be too different. But it is. And I’m trying to handle the best way that I can……by cussing….A LOT!
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Our family went to the lake and it was such a great trip! Very relaxing (SEE ABOVE) which was very much needed. It’s funny because most people go to the lake to actually GO TO THE LAKE! Our family just rents a house that looks at the lake! We never get a boat. We never get on the lake. We just eat, drink, and enjoy the view! The amazing thing about my family is that I would rather be sitting around doing nothing with them than anything else in this world! There is never a dull moment or conversation. When I look back years from now, these will be the memories that I will cherish the most.
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A friend of mine from high school recently got diagnosed with Burkitt's lymphoma stage 4 cancer. First, he is 27. Second, he is married with two very, very young children. To say that this news is heartbreaking is an understatement. The perspective of your stresses and your annoyances and your “bad” days suddenly become insignificant and meaningless. It’s bad that terrible events in someone else’s life suddenly makes you look differently at your own life but sometimes it’s the bad that brings out the good. Work REALLY doesn’t matter. Finances REALLY don’t matter. The weight on my scale REALLY doesn’t matter. It’s all insignificant in the long run. The other night I was attempting to complete a run on the treadmill and was really feeling like stopping. But my first thought was “If he can deal with the poking and the prodding and the sleepless nights and the pain and dealing with hearing that you have stage 4 cancer, I can run on this stupid ass treadmill for another 5 minutes!” If I were to call him at that very moment and ask if he wanted to trade places, he would be there in a second. Makes you sit back and re-analyze what you “REALLY” think is hard in your life or unfair or difficult. But Marshall is a very strong man. Always has been. And I’ve never seen more support being given to anyone in my entire life. It’s truly amazing to see how people rally in times like these. If you pray, pray for him and his wife and his children and his family. And if today, you’ve sat around like me and complained about the most insignificant things, do they REALLY matter? Almost 99.9% of the time they don’t.
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I know it’s late but Happy Fathers Day! My co-worker gave me this prayer the other day and I thought it was pretty spot on to how I feel about my own father…..
Lord, please bless our fathers,
these men who mean so much to us,
who are greatly responsible for who we are and who we are becoming.
Bless them for having the courage
to do what’s necessary to keep us out of trouble,
for making us do the right thing,
for helping us build our character,
even when it make us angry;
and bless them for pushing us to do our best,
even when they just want to love us.
Bless our fathers for being our protectors,
for leading us through stormy times to safety,
for making us believe that everything will be all right and for making it so.
Bless our fathers for quietly making a living
to provide for those they love most,
for giving us food, clothing, shelter and the other material things that really matter,
for unselfishly investing time and money in us that they could have spent on themselves. Bless our father,Lord, for saving some energy for fun,
for leading us on adventures to explore the outer reaches of ourselves,
for making us laugh,
for being our playmates and our friends.
Bless them for being our secure foundation, our rock,
for holding on tight to us until its time to let us go.
Lord, bless these men we look up to, our role models, our heroes, our fathers.

Dad- Even though you’re highly inappropriate at times, say weird crap on Facebook, talk too loud (Yes-Louder than me!), dis-invite me to gun shows, flip me off instead of waving, call me a prostitute/whore/slut/what-have-u, never clean your car, wear overalls in public like you’re a farmer, listen to Rush Limbaugh………….I still love you more than you’ll ever know. The reason that I am the person that I am has everything to do with you. And that might mean I cuss too much and I’m loud and I am opinionated but if that makes me more like you, I’m ok with that. Thanks for being the person that you are and the father that you are. Love you Papa.

Quote of the week:

“There's something like a line of gold thread running through a man's words when he talks to his daughter, and gradually over the years it gets to be long enough for you to pick up in your hands and weave into a cloth that feels like love itself.”


~John Gregory Brown