It’s been one month of healthy living. The difference this time is that I’m not being completely obsessed with each and every calorie, and I’m not restricting my diet to the same five-meal rotation of what I deem “acceptable.”
This first month has been a focused effort on cutting back my over-the-top eating (i.e. eating out 5-6 times a week, eating entire frozen pizzas, etc). This first month has been about cooking more, and just going smaller on the portion sizes. And it’s worked.
October 1st: 320.2
October 31st: 304.2
Exactly 16 pounds.
I also took a picture on day one and another one today.
Earlier I was reading Michael as he described his mindset going into Crossfit.
"I’m going to do the best I can and that will be enough. If I can’t finish a [workout] but push myself to my limit, then that will be ok. I need to keep reminding myself that this is about finding my limits and expanding them and that it is OK to be last."
This is what it’s about.
I’ve met a few thousand runners over the last few years and something that always comes up is how to approach the beginning of a lifestyle change. I’ve heard so many times something along these lines: “I tried to run, but I got so tired so fast and my lungs hurt and it felt so bad that I had to quit.”
And this is what it’s about.
I always told people, “The first step to finishing an Ironman is to walk to the stop sign at the end of your road. There is no running. There is no jogging. You’ll walk to the stop sign and back. And then the next day, you’ll walk a little farther. And a little farther the day after that.”
Michael said it so perfectly. Before all else, you have to find where your body is. You don’t do that by failing to bench press 450 pounds. You push the bar up a few times and get comfortable under there.
Do the best you can and let that be enough. Get your baseline and go a little harder the next day.
I’ve been blogging here at BenDoesLife for almost five years and yesterday I went over 100,000 followers.
That was pretty cool. A big part of the reason I was able to ever have any success at turning a corner in my life is the community here and so, without further ado, here are some awesome people you should know about.
Ginny and Susan: The bright spot of an otherwise ordinary Saturday.
I work as a host at a hotel here in Little Rock. The folks that come in to the bar on a nightly basis range from business men and women, to yuppies to your standard nine-to-fiver coming in for a drink after work.
Tonight, though, Ginny and Susan strolled in and, from the moment I greeted them, there was something about them. Something familiar.
Their voices, their laughter, their hair, the mannerisms that I knew from childhood. It was Meemaw. It was her best friends Penny, Joan, and B.J. It was the sweater with a collar underneath that Susan wore. It was the vest that Ginny wore. The same vest Meemaw had me throw over my sweatshirt when I’d walk the dogs or on the rare occasion I’d be helping Pa chop firewood. They exuded New England and when I got a few moments I walked over to them.
"You ladies aren’t from Little Rock, are you?" I asked smiling.
They laughed and asked me if it was that obvious. Ginny and Susan were from Massachusetts, here on vacation (I know… On vacation in Arkansas…)
We fell into conversation in just a few minutes and were laughing like old friends as they finished their coffee.
They roared with laughter as I told them the vest and hair gave them away. They were so pleased to know they reminded me of my wonderful grandmother and when I showed them a picture of her, they could only agree on the striking similarities.
We talked for 10 or so minutes: Golf, Boston, writing, and how in the world I ended up in Arkansas. And it went by much too quickly. They waved to Meemaw and I snapped a picture.
Thanks for the conversation, guys, and let me know about that golf, I’d love to play a round. (My email’s up there at the top of the page.)
I’ll say bye with a toast from Meemaw (wearing a sweater with a collar sticking out):