1. The last time I ran two miles was six months and 20 pounds ago. The 5K we’re signed up for is four days away, and I’m slowly building up to it.
Mile 1: 11:30Mile 2: 12:01
Picture taken from Instagram. You can follow me here if you’re into that sort of thing.
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    The last time I ran two miles was six months and 20 pounds ago. The 5K we’re signed up for is four days away, and I’m slowly building up to it.

    Mile 1: 11:30
    Mile 2: 12:01

    Picture taken from Instagram. You can follow me here if you’re into that sort of thing.

  2. Ben: Dude, stand up here, if y’all are both two feet behind me, I’ll look twice as big as you.
Jed: You ARE twice as big as us! (Laughs)
Ben: But I don’t want to look it.
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    Ben: Dude, stand up here, if y’all are both two feet behind me, I’ll look twice as big as you.

    Jed: You ARE twice as big as us! (Laughs)

    Ben: But I don’t want to look it.

  3. Jed and Pa came into town today for golf and lunch. It was a good time; a lot of laughing and making fun of Jed as he hit ball after ball into the lake.
Ben: 84 Pa: 112 Jed: 112
Ben wins $10 from Jed and gets a free lunch.
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    Jed and Pa came into town today for golf and lunch. It was a good time; a lot of laughing and making fun of Jed as he hit ball after ball into the lake.

    Ben: 84
    Pa: 112
    Jed: 112

    Ben wins $10 from Jed and gets a free lunch.

  4. In what has become a weekend tradition, I met my friend Michael at the local track to time our max-effort mile. Came in tonight at 8:48, while focusing on pushing a little harder each lap. Really happy with the run as I was able to get faster as the mile wore on.
The max-effort mile is a true beatdown, but it’s up there near the top in terms of satisfaction when finished. 
Progression so far:
6/11/2014: 10:45
7/5/2014: 9:11
7/13/2014: 8:58
7/19/2014: 8:48
Also, signed up for a 5K next Saturday. Running will commence through Thursday with a rest day Friday. 
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    In what has become a weekend tradition, I met my friend Michael at the local track to time our max-effort mile. Came in tonight at 8:48, while focusing on pushing a little harder each lap. Really happy with the run as I was able to get faster as the mile wore on.

    The max-effort mile is a true beatdown, but it’s up there near the top in terms of satisfaction when finished. 

    Progression so far:

    • 6/11/2014: 10:45
    • 7/5/2014: 9:11
    • 7/13/2014: 8:58
    • 7/19/2014: 8:48

    Also, signed up for a 5K next Saturday. Running will commence through Thursday with a rest day Friday. 

  5. June 15th this belt was on notch 1. 

It is now on notch 4.
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    June 15th this belt was on notch 1.

    It is now on notch 4.

  6. Decided to kick up to 1.5 mile runs for training. A slow and steady run to match the gradual increase of mileage. 
I’m building a foundation and purposefully not pushing to marathon training. I want to get back to loving the run rather than dreading it.
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    Decided to kick up to 1.5 mile runs for training. A slow and steady run to match the gradual increase of mileage. 

    I’m building a foundation and purposefully not pushing to marathon training. I want to get back to loving the run rather than dreading it.

  7. July 15th: Weigh Day
July 15th: 325.0
July 1st: 329
June 15th: 344
Down 19 pounds and running faster each day.
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    July 15th: Weigh Day

    • July 15th: 325.0
    • July 1st: 329
    • June 15th: 344

    Down 19 pounds and running faster each day.

  8. Once a week I run the mile at absolute max effort to gauge my progress. Last night was me breaking 9 minutes for the first time this go ‘round. 
Not bad for 325+ pounds but still a long way to go. 
Proud that my final lap was my fastest lap. 
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    Once a week I run the mile at absolute max effort to gauge my progress. Last night was me breaking 9 minutes for the first time this go ‘round. 

    Not bad for 325+ pounds but still a long way to go. 

    Proud that my final lap was my fastest lap. 

  9. Depression and me in the always-online generation.

    Over the years that I’ve written on this blog, I’ve talked about my history with what I called, and still to this day call, depression. It was 2007 and 2008. I kept myself hidden away in my bedroom, skipped a lot of class, and just generally felt sad most of the time. It was, what I assumed, what depression was: an overwhelming sense of helplessness, anger, and apathy. As I look back to that time and to stints over the last six years, I wonder if it was actually depression or if it was what I’ve come to call

    "Obese, bored, lonely, and addicted to the Internet."

    Certainly depression is a real, certifiable thing, but I have a nagging suspicion that sometimes when the word gets thrown around it’s a self diagnosis that can actually be attributed to our own self loathing, embarrassment to be seen in public and envy as we watch our friends live lives online that make our own look truly lackluster. 

    I came to hate people I once considered friends and watched incessantly with animosity at each new picture and video they uploaded. The jealousy I had as I looked at their perfect bodies was only matched by the insecurity I felt with my own. Why would I do that? Why would anyone do that? And it compounds on itself. Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr, Facebook. F5, F5, F5, F5.

    Obese, bored, lonely, and addicted to the Internet.

    Falling behind, avoiding friends, living in a dark room, and eating fast food exclusively. It was, no doubt, a truly depressing existence; but was it actually depression?

    I have my doubts. Because as soon as I dragged myself from the house and went for a walk around campus, or played racquetball with Jed, or hiked up the local mountain, the suffocating blanket was removed. And once I got serious about life and living better, it was gone permanently. Well, until I fell into old habits. And maybe that’s the difference. Depression, it seems, doesn’t shake off like that. It’s a long constant battle. I was quick to diagnose myself and, frankly, feel sorry for myself when I might have just been trying to justify a shitty way of living. 

  10. ESPN the Magazine, Body Issue: Ben Does Life version.
Prince Fielder style. 
1 mile run: 10 minutes
10 minute elliptical
4 cups of ice water
So hot outside. 
"You don’t have to look like an Under Armour mannequin to be an athlete. Just because you’re big doesn’t mean you can’t be an athlete and just because you work out doesn’t mean you’re going to have a 12-pack."
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    ESPN the Magazine, Body Issue: Ben Does Life version.

    Prince Fielder style

    • 1 mile run: 10 minutes
    • 10 minute elliptical
    • 4 cups of ice water

    So hot outside. 

    "You don’t have to look like an Under Armour mannequin to be an athlete. Just because you’re big doesn’t mean you can’t be an athlete and just because you work out doesn’t mean you’re going to have a 12-pack."