On April 1, 2012 I started to take some things seriously. I went through withdrawal, whined and complained, threw fits, and was basically a total jerk. Why? They were messin’ with my food!
I had to get my diet and exercise, or lack thereof, under control.
After talking with Michelle and my Mother-In-Law, doing some research, and talking with some other family and friends I developed an eating plan that I knew I could easily manage and learned it. Then stuck with it.
I got back on the Gump plan and just started run-ning. Building up distance, speed, and intensity. I had actually started running just before Christmas of 2011, but since the focus and diet were non existent, so were the results. My Father-In-Law is a big inspiration in this arena so I fed on that a little bit too. (In mid-September he ran his first marathon at 65 years old!)
Well here we are in October. This past weekend I ran 12 miles as part of my training for a half marathon I’m running in just under 2 weeks. But something is missing. I’ve Googled myself silly trying to find a picture of what’s missing. Nothing. Then today…gold.
This has never been about a specific number. I did want to lose weight but the true goal was health, fitness, and caring for myself via a healthy lifestyle. This can’t be temporary. There’s too much at stake.
That said, my last weigh in was about a week ago. At that point I had lost 47 pounds.
The picture I mentioned? It’s here. That’s Ryan. He’s 5 and weighs 48 pounds. I’ve basically lost one of my kids.