At popular request I have been asked to blog. I don't know why. I post comments about once every two
years. It isn't as if I leave you on a
cliffhanger of my life or that you are waiting for the next installment as if
you are desiring to know what happened to Kyle in that final season of Kyle
XY. If you are at the edge of your
John's life seat, I believe that you might need to seek medical help. I know a retired therapist that I can hook
you up with.
That being said I will enlighten you on my life. For those of you that don't know me, how did
you find this blog, and for those of you that do know me you might notice a
difference. Sure it isn't as big as my
wife, but it is significant. For the
past six years, at my yearly doctor’s appointment (no not mental), I would be
told that I needed to lose weight. One
thing that I thought was how absurd it was that the doctor telling me this when
he needed to lose weight of his own.
In November of 2012 I attended an Advocare conference. My wife bought into the stuff shortly before
this meeting and I flipped out at her. At
the meeting they gave me a drink called Spark.
At first I was concerned that the back of my shirt would start ripping
off while developing a green tint and an anger issue. After my third cup full I didn't develop a green
tint, but I was bouncing off the floor.
Even so I didn't buy into the stuff.
Sure I could think a little clearer, but I wasn't studying for an
upcoming actuary exam so my mind was already 83% clear (or at least empty).
2013 begins and so does the journey. It wasn't always easy and it wasn't a
straight down slope of weight loss, like the 2008 stock market, but it was
worth it. At the beginning of this year
I believed that bicep curls were bringing a quarter pounder to my mouth. It always made me feel good, because I felt
like I got stronger as the burger got lighter.
I would avoid going out in the sun like the plague. Whenever I tied my shoes I needed an oxygen
mask from the physical exertion. In
terms of one of my supervisors I was “allergic to the gym.” I was in a bad spot. Drinking over a 100 ounces of diet coke I
took the 2011 slogan for coca cola “life begins here” to my life might end
near.
Yes I bought into the product and the transformation
began. I exercised on a daily basis and
I washed out the diet coke in my veins with 128 ounces of water a day. I learned that planks and boats weren't
something that went together with Captain Hook, but were actual positions for
your core. I’m still waiting to find out
what the crocodile position is and I now know that downward dog is a position
that can be done in public.
During this year in the words of my lovely wife “And now
I'll toot John's horn a little. He has lost 30.8 pounds and 32 inches also!
Again, much of that has been this year. He's been working hard!” So was the money worth it, yes. I can finally bench my weight again and do
more than one half a pull up. And now at
this point no longer is becoming healthy something that my doctor told me to
do, like President Uchtdorf said in last night’s priesthood session, it is
something that I want to do. My
supervisor in Boston is impressed with my transformation. He commented that I sent the weight to
him. To which my manager replied never
open an e-mail attachment from John.
Well if I could send an attachment to health I would do so and I hope
that we all can change for the better.
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