I reached my goal for not drinking soda pop!
So, I drank one.
Or,
two.
Either way, it was like sipping on Dr. Death.
I did that twice.
I winced alot.
So, I think I'm just going to be done with it altogether.
Which means no more of the counter. I'm just done for good!
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I know I haven't been posting lately. Sorry. I'm working on moving to wordpress, no more blogspot for me.
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Another thing is that I need to better optimize my time. I sleep too late, stay up too late. I haven't been creative lately, just lazy. I watch too much T.V. and I have poor sleeping habits (For the past three or four years, I lost count, I've been sleeping on the basement couch with either the T.V. show "Scrubs" or "King Of The Hill" or "Iron Chef: America" to put me to sleep).
So, since I want this to be a blog about total fitness. Well, not total fitness, but intentional living. I'm going to set some new goals in these three areas: Fitness, Creativity, Lifestyle
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Friday, June 12, 2009
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
The Five W's and an H.
I've been thinking a lot about life lately. About what it means to not just exist, but to live. Asking myself the big questions like "What is this all about?" "Why do I do the things I do?" "What happens to everything I've done, saved, created, etc when I die?"
I've been watching some videos at Ted.Com about life. "Ted" is a conference where the greatest minds in the world come together and just share their ideas about life, business, art, marketing, and everything else you could think of.
One particular video was of Rick Warren about worldviews and how we live. He talked about the in and out of life. Wake up, Work, Go Home, Watch T.V., Sleep, Rinse and Repeat. Then he said this isn't living, but simply existing.
Then he said, how we live, whether we exist or live, is really just evidence of our worldviews and values.
But, I'm sick of seeing videos of famous people, geniuses, and celebrities telling me what life is all about. So, I'm asking you, folks I HIGHLY respect and who's opinions matter dearly to me, what your personal values and what your worldview is. What defines your day to day living/existing? What gets you up in the morning? Why do you work where you work? What your goals? Things of that sort.
When you have some free time, PLEASE, take a couple of minutes to answer the next couple of questions:
1. Where do you work? Why? How'd you decided that what you do for a living is what you're going to do?
2. What are three things you value most?
3. Who are three relationships you'd give your life for? (You don't have to be too specific, simple answers like: my kids, or my wife/husband, my dog, will suffice.)
4. When do you wake up in the morning? And why? (I'm having a hard time not sleeping in since I work at night mostly, and all my hobbies can be done really in the middle of the night)
5. How do you go about making big decisions?
Again, you're all wonderful, beautiful people and I'm excited to hear back from you.
All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
I've been watching some videos at Ted.Com about life. "Ted" is a conference where the greatest minds in the world come together and just share their ideas about life, business, art, marketing, and everything else you could think of.
One particular video was of Rick Warren about worldviews and how we live. He talked about the in and out of life. Wake up, Work, Go Home, Watch T.V., Sleep, Rinse and Repeat. Then he said this isn't living, but simply existing.
Then he said, how we live, whether we exist or live, is really just evidence of our worldviews and values.
But, I'm sick of seeing videos of famous people, geniuses, and celebrities telling me what life is all about. So, I'm asking you, folks I HIGHLY respect and who's opinions matter dearly to me, what your personal values and what your worldview is. What defines your day to day living/existing? What gets you up in the morning? Why do you work where you work? What your goals? Things of that sort.
When you have some free time, PLEASE, take a couple of minutes to answer the next couple of questions:
1. Where do you work? Why? How'd you decided that what you do for a living is what you're going to do?
2. What are three things you value most?
3. Who are three relationships you'd give your life for? (You don't have to be too specific, simple answers like: my kids, or my wife/husband, my dog, will suffice.)
4. When do you wake up in the morning? And why? (I'm having a hard time not sleeping in since I work at night mostly, and all my hobbies can be done really in the middle of the night)
5. How do you go about making big decisions?
Again, you're all wonderful, beautiful people and I'm excited to hear back from you.
All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Be Back Soon.
Okay, I clearly don't have the time to committ to this blog. I'm still going to post everyday. But, just the stats. Expect me back soon.
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Commencement speech will hopefully be up someday soon.
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DIET:
BREAKFAST: Bowl of an oaty cerale.
LUNCH: Yogurt Parfait
DINNER: Two delicious coffee drinks.
EXERCISE: 2.5 hours staining a fence, sweeping and mopping the cafe.
BIRD ATTACK COUNT: 23
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 26
WATER GAUGE: approx. 70 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
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Commencement speech will hopefully be up someday soon.
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DIET:
BREAKFAST: Bowl of an oaty cerale.
LUNCH: Yogurt Parfait
DINNER: Two delicious coffee drinks.
EXERCISE: 2.5 hours staining a fence, sweeping and mopping the cafe.
BIRD ATTACK COUNT: 23
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 26
WATER GAUGE: approx. 70 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Friday, June 5, 2009
Just Stopping By, Be Back Later
Come back later tonight for my Commencement post.
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DIET:
BREAKFAST: Eggs with cheese, salt and pepper, a bowl of oats and honey flakes with skim milk.
LUNCH: Iced Coffee
DINNER: A large slice of pizza. Sorry.
DESSERT: A bowl of spaghetti with meatballs.
EXERCISE: Very lazy.
BIRD ATTACK COUNT: 22
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 25
WATER GAUGE: approx. 30 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
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DIET:
BREAKFAST: Eggs with cheese, salt and pepper, a bowl of oats and honey flakes with skim milk.
LUNCH: Iced Coffee
DINNER: A large slice of pizza. Sorry.
DESSERT: A bowl of spaghetti with meatballs.
EXERCISE: Very lazy.
BIRD ATTACK COUNT: 22
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 25
WATER GAUGE: approx. 30 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Golly!
Okay, I apologize for the lack of awesomness coming from this blog currently.
I'll explain myself:
1) I'm working on updating this blog to a new server and its taking up a bunch of time.
2) I've been doing a lot of social networking for this blog, and it has seriously cut into my writing time.
3) Even though this blog is one of grace and honesty. Well, lets be honest, I'm shamed about the past two weeks.
4) I'm working like 25 hours at the coffeehouse and about 25 doing volunteer ministry. It's all starting to get to be much and as I figure out an exercise schedule, a healthy diet, and have a life, well it cuts into my writing time.
5) The little writing time I'm finding (maybe every couple of days) is being spent on a big project that I want to have completed by the end of June. I'm about 10% done! YIKES!
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I promise to still update every day, but, the content may not be as good. Sorry. But, stop in tomorrow there is going to be a special Graduation post!
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DIET:
BREAKFAST: Coffee
SNACK: Flaxseed Peanutbutter bar
LUNCH: Veggie Sandwich, coffee drink.
DINNER: Burrito, soft taco
DESSERT: two bites of an Orea blizzard from DQ, a bite of a meatball sub from Subway, coffee
EXERCISE: Now I'm just getting lazy.
BIRD ATTACK COUNT: 21
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 24
WATER GAUGE: approx. 60 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
I'll explain myself:
1) I'm working on updating this blog to a new server and its taking up a bunch of time.
2) I've been doing a lot of social networking for this blog, and it has seriously cut into my writing time.
3) Even though this blog is one of grace and honesty. Well, lets be honest, I'm shamed about the past two weeks.
4) I'm working like 25 hours at the coffeehouse and about 25 doing volunteer ministry. It's all starting to get to be much and as I figure out an exercise schedule, a healthy diet, and have a life, well it cuts into my writing time.
5) The little writing time I'm finding (maybe every couple of days) is being spent on a big project that I want to have completed by the end of June. I'm about 10% done! YIKES!
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I promise to still update every day, but, the content may not be as good. Sorry. But, stop in tomorrow there is going to be a special Graduation post!
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DIET:
BREAKFAST: Coffee
SNACK: Flaxseed Peanutbutter bar
LUNCH: Veggie Sandwich, coffee drink.
DINNER: Burrito, soft taco
DESSERT: two bites of an Orea blizzard from DQ, a bite of a meatball sub from Subway, coffee
EXERCISE: Now I'm just getting lazy.
BIRD ATTACK COUNT: 21
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 24
WATER GAUGE: approx. 60 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
The Whole World Over
I went to an information session about a college program for adults. (The college is in Deerfield, I work an hour from there, I live 40 minutes from where I work. So, I drove 40 minutes to work, then an hour and a half to Deerfield, then another hour home. See how many miles I drove below.)
The college proram has a minimum age requirement that, well, I'm not old enough for it. That makes me really sad. But, when asked if there is a precedent of younger folks getting into the program there was an emphatic yes.
But, it's rare.
After meeting both the dean of admissions and the admissions person for my major, I think my chances of getting in are pretty high!
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Life is good (even though I'm still fat). I feel like I should've felt after graduating high school, years ago. I'm moving on from certain things that have been holding me back, moving on to bigger things. I'm finally leaving ECC! I'm doing more full time ministry! I'm actually going to be a college where I can get a degree!
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DIET:
BREAKFAST: Coffee
LUNCH: Great New Delicious Coffee Drink I Made Up**, Cookies
DINNER: 1.5 Roast beef sandwiches, 1 veggie sandwich
EXERCISE: None. None at all.
BIRD ATTACK COUNT: 20
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 23
WATER GAUGE: approx. 60 oz.
MILES DRIVEN: approx. 100
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**Next time you go to a coffee shop and ask for this:
An iced latte, with 2 cubano shots, soy milk, and a hint of hazlenut flavoring (it's super light on the calories, about 100)
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
The college proram has a minimum age requirement that, well, I'm not old enough for it. That makes me really sad. But, when asked if there is a precedent of younger folks getting into the program there was an emphatic yes.
But, it's rare.
After meeting both the dean of admissions and the admissions person for my major, I think my chances of getting in are pretty high!
---
Life is good (even though I'm still fat). I feel like I should've felt after graduating high school, years ago. I'm moving on from certain things that have been holding me back, moving on to bigger things. I'm finally leaving ECC! I'm doing more full time ministry! I'm actually going to be a college where I can get a degree!
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DIET:
BREAKFAST: Coffee
LUNCH: Great New Delicious Coffee Drink I Made Up**, Cookies
DINNER: 1.5 Roast beef sandwiches, 1 veggie sandwich
EXERCISE: None. None at all.
BIRD ATTACK COUNT: 20
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 23
WATER GAUGE: approx. 60 oz.
MILES DRIVEN: approx. 100
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**Next time you go to a coffee shop and ask for this:
An iced latte, with 2 cubano shots, soy milk, and a hint of hazlenut flavoring (it's super light on the calories, about 100)
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Looking For A Sadle
Okay, so, I was bad last week. Exercise became limited, then it became nothing. Diet became lax. Then it became even laxer.
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The only thing that I did well was not drink soda-pop. But, the water consumption became an all time low.
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So, I said: "Monday, I'm back on the horse, and we'll ride into the sunset of fitness." But, lo and behold, that particular horse is harder to remount then I thought. Some motivation needs to be found. Here are some goals.
* Come late July, I want to look freaking hot. Well, hotter.
* In early August, there is a six mile race I want to run. I want to complete in under one hour and three minutes (the time I completed it in the last time I competed.)
* In mid-September, there is a half marathon I want to ride.
I need to start training last week.
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BIRD ATTACK COUNT: 17
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 22
WATER GAUGE: approx. 60 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
---
The only thing that I did well was not drink soda-pop. But, the water consumption became an all time low.
---
So, I said: "Monday, I'm back on the horse, and we'll ride into the sunset of fitness." But, lo and behold, that particular horse is harder to remount then I thought. Some motivation needs to be found. Here are some goals.
* Come late July, I want to look freaking hot. Well, hotter.
* In early August, there is a six mile race I want to run. I want to complete in under one hour and three minutes (the time I completed it in the last time I competed.)
* In mid-September, there is a half marathon I want to ride.
I need to start training last week.
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BIRD ATTACK COUNT: 17
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 22
WATER GAUGE: approx. 60 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Monday, June 1, 2009
Quick Update. Expect a Better Post Tomorrow.
Okay, so, I was a good boy this weekend. I didn't eat as horrible as I thought I would. Lets be honest though, I also didn't eat great... You kind of have to eat a beignet or two at Cafe Du Monde. So, I did.
(Beignet's are kind of like donughts. But, way better.)
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My lady and I walked from about 8am till about 3pm with a few breaks. So, we probably covered 9-10 miles. I'll count that as my exercise.
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DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 20
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Tonight, or maybe tomorrow afternoon, I plan on getting back to regular workouts, intentional eating, and I have some new goals. So, be on the look out for that.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
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PS: Ask me about how I sign off each post.
(Beignet's are kind of like donughts. But, way better.)
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My lady and I walked from about 8am till about 3pm with a few breaks. So, we probably covered 9-10 miles. I'll count that as my exercise.
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DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 20
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Tonight, or maybe tomorrow afternoon, I plan on getting back to regular workouts, intentional eating, and I have some new goals. So, be on the look out for that.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
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PS: Ask me about how I sign off each post.
Sunday, May 31, 2009
The Devils Face of Fat
RED = NEEDS CHANGING
GREEN = GOOD CHANGES
(Check out the evil clown face my fat makes.)
GREEN = GOOD CHANGES
(Check out the evil clown face my fat makes.)
Friday, May 29, 2009
I'll See You All Tomorrow Night (Almost Sunday Morning!)
Have a good, healthy, safe weekend homeboys and girls.
Fat, Soft, Gooey, and Nothing Appealing (I apologize now for the length)
I'm off for a couple of days. I won't be posting again till Saturday, late Saturday. Also, I don't plan on keeping track of what I eat in New Orleans. I'm not going to worry about it until I'm home.
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Okay, so, I'm getting super paranoid and a little insecure. I know I've lost weight, plenty of people have been noticing!, but, well with seeing the most beautiful girl, I just kind of feel... fat. And soft. And gooey. And nothing appealing.
Crap.
I need to get back on the horse, but a couple of crunches and leglifts won't do squat tonight. I'll still be fat, soft, gooey, and nothing appealing.
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"My mind is a neighborhood I try not to go into alone."
Anne Lamott
Okay, I need to relax, all the insecurities are simply just little neurons going off in my head.
It's like the devil is whispering in my ear: "You're fat. And Hairy. And that's about it."
The moment I publish this post will be the last time I enter my brain and think about my stomach. Or side boobs. Or arms. Or legs. Or love handles. Or butt. Or hair. Or facial hair. Or face.
Yep, no matter what I tell myself I need to remember first and foremost that I'm one studly guy because I'm made in the image of God, and from the pictures I've seen he's ripped.
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Nope, those little affirmations didn't help. I still jiggle and feel all sorts of fat and softness and gooey.
---
Maybe another Anne Lamott quote will help:
"I thought such awful thoughts that I cannot even say them out loud because they would make Jesus want to drink gin straight out of the cat dish."
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A nice little practice I like to do when I get this way (about every other moment) is to sit back and remember that I'm more then just a body. That I have a soul, emotions, creativity, pride, religion, relationships, etc. Then I make a list.
I'm going to post that list, so deal with it. You should probably share with us all who you are. Or, at least remind yourself who you are.
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- friend.
- brother.
- son.
- stepson.
- boyfriend.
- musician.
- writer.
- hugger.
- kisser.
- artist.
- christian.
- open minded.
- open hearted.
- kind.
- forgiving.
- forgiven.
- dancer.
- story teller.
- driver of a really run down car (symbolic much?).
- slightly insane.
- sleep deprived.
- over slept.
- poet.
- reader.
- youth pastor.
- coffee drinker.
- 20 years old.
- beard artist.
- social networking addict.
- pixar enthusiast.
- folk music fan.
- rap music fan.
- country music fan.
- jazz music fan.
- coldplay fan.
- poor.
- student.
- friendship evangelizer.
- quirky.
- comedian.
- former dispatcher.
- former chiropractic assistant with an emphasis in massage therapy.
- former deck sander/stainer.
- former leads generator.
- former chic'n'dip ice creamer maker.
- lead in my senior production.
- performer.
- preacher.
- teacher.
- hugger.
- cuddler.
- head rubber.
- foot masseuse.
- jolly.
- seemingly confident.
- impatient.
- (sexy) barista.
- blue eyed.
- killer sideburns.
- dog owner.
- former cat owner.
- couch sleeper.
- basement dweller.
- obnoxious, in a good way.
- slightly self-indulgent.
- Santa Clause-esque.
- walker.
- dreamer.
- democrat.
- space cowboy.
Mostly though:
- loved.
---
I'd post my diet and exercise. But, I'm starting to feel good again.
---
BIRD ATTACK COUNT: 16
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 17
WATER GAUGE: approx. 60 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
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P.S.: I'll post some pictures and I'll get back on the horse on Sunday.
---
Okay, so, I'm getting super paranoid and a little insecure. I know I've lost weight, plenty of people have been noticing!, but, well with seeing the most beautiful girl, I just kind of feel... fat. And soft. And gooey. And nothing appealing.
Crap.
I need to get back on the horse, but a couple of crunches and leglifts won't do squat tonight. I'll still be fat, soft, gooey, and nothing appealing.
---
"My mind is a neighborhood I try not to go into alone."
Anne Lamott
Okay, I need to relax, all the insecurities are simply just little neurons going off in my head.
It's like the devil is whispering in my ear: "You're fat. And Hairy. And that's about it."
The moment I publish this post will be the last time I enter my brain and think about my stomach. Or side boobs. Or arms. Or legs. Or love handles. Or butt. Or hair. Or facial hair. Or face.
Yep, no matter what I tell myself I need to remember first and foremost that I'm one studly guy because I'm made in the image of God, and from the pictures I've seen he's ripped.
---
Nope, those little affirmations didn't help. I still jiggle and feel all sorts of fat and softness and gooey.
---
Maybe another Anne Lamott quote will help:
"I thought such awful thoughts that I cannot even say them out loud because they would make Jesus want to drink gin straight out of the cat dish."
---
A nice little practice I like to do when I get this way (about every other moment) is to sit back and remember that I'm more then just a body. That I have a soul, emotions, creativity, pride, religion, relationships, etc. Then I make a list.
I'm going to post that list, so deal with it. You should probably share with us all who you are. Or, at least remind yourself who you are.
---
- friend.
- brother.
- son.
- stepson.
- boyfriend.
- musician.
- writer.
- hugger.
- kisser.
- artist.
- christian.
- open minded.
- open hearted.
- kind.
- forgiving.
- forgiven.
- dancer.
- story teller.
- driver of a really run down car (symbolic much?).
- slightly insane.
- sleep deprived.
- over slept.
- poet.
- reader.
- youth pastor.
- coffee drinker.
- 20 years old.
- beard artist.
- social networking addict.
- pixar enthusiast.
- folk music fan.
- rap music fan.
- country music fan.
- jazz music fan.
- coldplay fan.
- poor.
- student.
- friendship evangelizer.
- quirky.
- comedian.
- former dispatcher.
- former chiropractic assistant with an emphasis in massage therapy.
- former deck sander/stainer.
- former leads generator.
- former chic'n'dip ice creamer maker.
- lead in my senior production.
- performer.
- preacher.
- teacher.
- hugger.
- cuddler.
- head rubber.
- foot masseuse.
- jolly.
- seemingly confident.
- impatient.
- (sexy) barista.
- blue eyed.
- killer sideburns.
- dog owner.
- former cat owner.
- couch sleeper.
- basement dweller.
- obnoxious, in a good way.
- slightly self-indulgent.
- Santa Clause-esque.
- walker.
- dreamer.
- democrat.
- space cowboy.
Mostly though:
- loved.
---
I'd post my diet and exercise. But, I'm starting to feel good again.
---
BIRD ATTACK COUNT: 16
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 17
WATER GAUGE: approx. 60 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
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P.S.: I'll post some pictures and I'll get back on the horse on Sunday.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
My First Craving In Sometime
Rationalization, is an enemy. Just like my mom and sleep.
I'm going to start making a list of things that are enemies.
Last night at youth group, I was sitting next to a guy who was drinking a cola. My gosh. It looked awesome. And I started rationalizing why it would be okay to have just one sip. Just one.
I told myself it'd be okay because I'm kind of having a disappointing fitness week as is, and if you're doing bad... why not just do worse. Right?
Then I was like: Well, I'm loosing weight as is, and I'm doing really good. One sip won't hurt.
Then I was like: Well, a cola would be really good with this ham sandwich.
Then I was like: What could it hurt? Lots of people drink cola.
Then I was like: Hey You! Get me a tall glass of milk and a cookie! Stat!
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I didn't drink the cola, but I wanted to.
I substituted it with cookies and milk.
As I'm figuring, even if I don't eat well or exercise enough, still replacing cola with water is a good thing. Almost enough, I can get right back into the Get Fit Tommy campaign when I return from New Orleans. But, if I drink just one sip of cola, then the next sip will be okay, then the sip after that, then the next 10 cans.
No. I have to be done. I think when I reach my goal of 30 days, I'm gonna go another 30 days.
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YESTERDAY'S DIET!
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DIET:
BREAKFAST: Water Bottle, Banananananananas
LUNCH: Yogurt Parfait
SNACK: Homemade Cookies
DINNER: Sack Lunch (Ham Sandwich [with light mayo and mustard, and nasty yellow cheese.], Two Puddings, Three Cookies, Cheeze-its.) Two Tall Glasses of Milk
EXERCISE: Its getting really bad. I don't think I've exercised this whole week. I just lost motivation. I thinking about calling up an old coach from high school to get help with writing a workout/exercise schedule.
BIRD ATTACK COUNT: 16
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 16 (Now, for everyday I've avoided soda-pop, I've been attacked by a nasty, vile, bird.)
WATER GAUGE: approx. 10 oz. (Oops! I did it again!)
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
I'm going to start making a list of things that are enemies.
Last night at youth group, I was sitting next to a guy who was drinking a cola. My gosh. It looked awesome. And I started rationalizing why it would be okay to have just one sip. Just one.
I told myself it'd be okay because I'm kind of having a disappointing fitness week as is, and if you're doing bad... why not just do worse. Right?
Then I was like: Well, I'm loosing weight as is, and I'm doing really good. One sip won't hurt.
Then I was like: Well, a cola would be really good with this ham sandwich.
Then I was like: What could it hurt? Lots of people drink cola.
Then I was like: Hey You! Get me a tall glass of milk and a cookie! Stat!
---
I didn't drink the cola, but I wanted to.
I substituted it with cookies and milk.
As I'm figuring, even if I don't eat well or exercise enough, still replacing cola with water is a good thing. Almost enough, I can get right back into the Get Fit Tommy campaign when I return from New Orleans. But, if I drink just one sip of cola, then the next sip will be okay, then the sip after that, then the next 10 cans.
No. I have to be done. I think when I reach my goal of 30 days, I'm gonna go another 30 days.
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YESTERDAY'S DIET!
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DIET:
BREAKFAST: Water Bottle, Banananananananas
LUNCH: Yogurt Parfait
SNACK: Homemade Cookies
DINNER: Sack Lunch (Ham Sandwich [with light mayo and mustard, and nasty yellow cheese.], Two Puddings, Three Cookies, Cheeze-its.) Two Tall Glasses of Milk
EXERCISE: Its getting really bad. I don't think I've exercised this whole week. I just lost motivation. I thinking about calling up an old coach from high school to get help with writing a workout/exercise schedule.
BIRD ATTACK COUNT: 16
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 16 (Now, for everyday I've avoided soda-pop, I've been attacked by a nasty, vile, bird.)
WATER GAUGE: approx. 10 oz. (Oops! I did it again!)
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
What A Perfect Parfait Looks Like
Thank you, BBPP, for making a perfect parfait the other day. I felt guilty eating, until I ate it. It was awesome. You're awesome for making it.
About Last Night
So, you're going to have to bear with me. Posting for this next week is going to be a bit irratic. Sometimes I'll post twice a day, sometimes not at all.
As some of you know, or anybody who has read this week, I'll be flying to New Orleans on Friday for the night. I'm really excited. I get to see my wonderful girlfriend, meet some of her teammates, visit the wonderful city of New Orleans, leave the Northwest Suburbs... Dang, I'm super excited.
But, with all acts of spotanaity there is a lot to prepare for. I have about ten million errands to run before I leave, plus I work and such. Yay!
Anyways, last night I spent the evening with a dear friend (who is an enemy because he can cook like a madman) to watch "The Incredibles." I fell asleep during one of my favorite movies. So, I opted on having a much healthier night of sleep instead of posting. I'm sure it'll happen again. I probably won't post Friday night. That all depends on the hotel situation. I'll bring my computer just in case.
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Today while I was visiting some friends. I love my friends. They lte me know that I look thinner in my face and in my belly. That was nice to hear. Thank you.
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YESTERDAY'S DIET!
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DIET:
LUNCH: Creamy Bacon/Potatoe Soup
DINNER: Yogurt Parfait
(Too busy to eat. I'm not starving myself for a girl. I'd do anything for love, but I won't do that.)
EXERCISE:
Closing (Swept and mopped the entire cafe! I broke quite the sweat. It counts.)
BIRD ATTACK COUNT: 16 (I'm loosing track).
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 15
WATER GAUGE: approx. 50 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
As some of you know, or anybody who has read this week, I'll be flying to New Orleans on Friday for the night. I'm really excited. I get to see my wonderful girlfriend, meet some of her teammates, visit the wonderful city of New Orleans, leave the Northwest Suburbs... Dang, I'm super excited.
But, with all acts of spotanaity there is a lot to prepare for. I have about ten million errands to run before I leave, plus I work and such. Yay!
Anyways, last night I spent the evening with a dear friend (who is an enemy because he can cook like a madman) to watch "The Incredibles." I fell asleep during one of my favorite movies. So, I opted on having a much healthier night of sleep instead of posting. I'm sure it'll happen again. I probably won't post Friday night. That all depends on the hotel situation. I'll bring my computer just in case.
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Today while I was visiting some friends. I love my friends. They lte me know that I look thinner in my face and in my belly. That was nice to hear. Thank you.
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YESTERDAY'S DIET!
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DIET:
LUNCH: Creamy Bacon/Potatoe Soup
DINNER: Yogurt Parfait
(Too busy to eat. I'm not starving myself for a girl. I'd do anything for love, but I won't do that.)
EXERCISE:
Closing (Swept and mopped the entire cafe! I broke quite the sweat. It counts.)
BIRD ATTACK COUNT: 16 (I'm loosing track).
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 15
WATER GAUGE: approx. 50 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Monday, May 25, 2009
Now I Really Need To Watch What I Eat
HOLY FREAKING CRAP!
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I am so freaking excited. Listen readers, you have no idea how pumped I am right now. I'm so pumped, I actually said pumped.
Let me explain.
Today, I really got to missing the most beautiful girl that has ever walked this earth (You can be number two. Sorry, but she is just that damn beautiful). I was also thinking about the new Pixar movie "Up" and how freaking good it looks. Then I was thinking how great it would be to watch "Up" with Stephanie.
So, I am.
I booked a flight and booked a hotel room and I'm going to see "Up" in New Orleans.
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I'm mostly excited to see Stephanie. In fact, I would never watch another movie ever again if I had to choose between her and a movie. In fact, I would give up just about anything if I had to make the choice.
She is simply amazing, and well, I miss her.
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DIET:
BREAKFAST - Tommy Snacks
SNACK 1 - Soy Chai Latte
SNACK 2 - 1/4 of a lemon bar
SNACK 3 - Coffee
DINNER - Chicken Wrap, Chicken Sandwich (No Mayo)
DESSERT - Grilled BBQ Chicken
EXERCISE:
- Running around like crazy at work, sweating like a madman.
- Shaking from drinking too much coffee.
- Jumping up and down from excitement.
- Smiling from ear to ear
- Pacing while talking to Stephanie
BIRD ATTACK COUNT: 16 (I'm loosing track).
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 14 (Two whole weeks!)
WATER GAUGE: approx. 60 oz. (Not bad?)
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
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I am so freaking excited. Listen readers, you have no idea how pumped I am right now. I'm so pumped, I actually said pumped.
Let me explain.
Today, I really got to missing the most beautiful girl that has ever walked this earth (You can be number two. Sorry, but she is just that damn beautiful). I was also thinking about the new Pixar movie "Up" and how freaking good it looks. Then I was thinking how great it would be to watch "Up" with Stephanie.
So, I am.
I booked a flight and booked a hotel room and I'm going to see "Up" in New Orleans.
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I'm mostly excited to see Stephanie. In fact, I would never watch another movie ever again if I had to choose between her and a movie. In fact, I would give up just about anything if I had to make the choice.
She is simply amazing, and well, I miss her.
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DIET:
BREAKFAST - Tommy Snacks
SNACK 1 - Soy Chai Latte
SNACK 2 - 1/4 of a lemon bar
SNACK 3 - Coffee
DINNER - Chicken Wrap, Chicken Sandwich (No Mayo)
DESSERT - Grilled BBQ Chicken
EXERCISE:
- Running around like crazy at work, sweating like a madman.
- Shaking from drinking too much coffee.
- Jumping up and down from excitement.
- Smiling from ear to ear
- Pacing while talking to Stephanie
BIRD ATTACK COUNT: 16 (I'm loosing track).
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 14 (Two whole weeks!)
WATER GAUGE: approx. 60 oz. (Not bad?)
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
I Choose Not To Update Last Night, So You'll Get Two Today
I ate nothing good yesterday and I didn't exercise.
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I was being patriotic.
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I'll be paying for it the rest of the week, but, hey! Freedom isn't free.
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I want to throw out a very special thanks to my cousin Garrett and a dear old friend Andy L. Thanks you guys for serving your country!
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
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I was being patriotic.
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I'll be paying for it the rest of the week, but, hey! Freedom isn't free.
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I want to throw out a very special thanks to my cousin Garrett and a dear old friend Andy L. Thanks you guys for serving your country!
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Creepers, Crawler, and The Police
So, today was a mildly boring day. But a lucky one too.
I thought I worked next on Monday, so, out of curiosity (and boredom) I drove allllllll the way to work. I did this so I could write and figure out my schedule. Luckily, I did. Why? Because I work tomorrow morning. YIKES! Good thing I went in.
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I was taking a walk tonight and well. It was high-larry-us! First, I'm pretty sure the first park I stopped at there was a police officer. She said hello. I did too. Then I said, "Nice night for a walk, eh?" She agreed.
Then I went to the next park. This park is flat nothing and perfect for star gazing. The moment I laid my head down a cop car pulls up on the other end of the park and shines his lights, scanning the park for miscreants like myself. So, I hid.
I wasn't doing anything wrong, but it reminded me of being out past curfew when I was in middle school.
Then all the bugs starting buzzing and singing.
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I was attacked four times by birds today. Which I think puts the BIRD ATTACK COUNT: 14.
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DIET:
BREAKFAST - Eggs with cheese, a bowl of Kashi and milk.
SNACK 1 - Flaxseed Peanut Butter Bar
DINNER - Tuna Sandwich
SNACK 2 - hasn't happened yet, but I'm thinking maybe some baked beans. Cold.
EXERCISE:
approx. 4.5 mile bike ride
approx. 4 mile walk
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 12
WATER GAUGE: approx. 60 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
I thought I worked next on Monday, so, out of curiosity (and boredom) I drove allllllll the way to work. I did this so I could write and figure out my schedule. Luckily, I did. Why? Because I work tomorrow morning. YIKES! Good thing I went in.
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I was taking a walk tonight and well. It was high-larry-us! First, I'm pretty sure the first park I stopped at there was a police officer. She said hello. I did too. Then I said, "Nice night for a walk, eh?" She agreed.
Then I went to the next park. This park is flat nothing and perfect for star gazing. The moment I laid my head down a cop car pulls up on the other end of the park and shines his lights, scanning the park for miscreants like myself. So, I hid.
I wasn't doing anything wrong, but it reminded me of being out past curfew when I was in middle school.
Then all the bugs starting buzzing and singing.
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I was attacked four times by birds today. Which I think puts the BIRD ATTACK COUNT: 14.
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DIET:
BREAKFAST - Eggs with cheese, a bowl of Kashi and milk.
SNACK 1 - Flaxseed Peanut Butter Bar
DINNER - Tuna Sandwich
SNACK 2 - hasn't happened yet, but I'm thinking maybe some baked beans. Cold.
EXERCISE:
approx. 4.5 mile bike ride
approx. 4 mile walk
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 12
WATER GAUGE: approx. 60 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Friday, May 22, 2009
I Almost Forgot Today
I literally almost forgot today happened. It was a perfectly fine day, it wasn't too exciting, it wasn't too boring. All I did was sit at a coffee shop and surf the web. Of course, it was intentional web surfing. I was researching how to blog better, fitness, colleges to transfer to, that kind of thing.
On top of doing all of that, I also finished the book "Coraline" by Neil Gaiman. You should all probably read it right now.
Also, I caught up with three great friends!
So, I guess it wasn't a boring day, or really all that forgettable. It just was a day.
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YAY! I have 99 fans on facebook. If you read this blog and are not a fan. Go be the 100th!
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Tomorrow, I have the house to myself and no plans. So, I'm making plans.
SATURDAY'S TO-DO LIST
- Write a letter
- Play the piano
- Clean my bathroom
- Clean my car
- Take a long bike ride
- Have a one-day vegetarian diet
- Read a book
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DIET:
BREAKFAST - Fiber One Bar, homemade Tommy Snacks
SNACK 1 - Blended Chai Latte
SNACK 2 - Two grilled chicken wraps (to-go) from Wendy's... I should've requested to not have the thousand island dressing, but since I paid in nickles, dimes, and pennies, I thought I shouldn't be more rude.
SNACK 3 - Three Tootsie Rolls, a bag of popcorn, unsalted
SNACK 3 - Two pieces of pizza (One was a corner and tiny, the other was delicious)
EXERCISE:
3 sets of:
10 crunches
3 leglifts
5 push-ups
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 11 (I have no cravings for the stuff!)
WATER GAUGE: approx. 60 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
On top of doing all of that, I also finished the book "Coraline" by Neil Gaiman. You should all probably read it right now.
Also, I caught up with three great friends!
So, I guess it wasn't a boring day, or really all that forgettable. It just was a day.
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YAY! I have 99 fans on facebook. If you read this blog and are not a fan. Go be the 100th!
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Tomorrow, I have the house to myself and no plans. So, I'm making plans.
SATURDAY'S TO-DO LIST
- Write a letter
- Play the piano
- Clean my bathroom
- Clean my car
- Take a long bike ride
- Have a one-day vegetarian diet
- Read a book
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DIET:
BREAKFAST - Fiber One Bar, homemade Tommy Snacks
SNACK 1 - Blended Chai Latte
SNACK 2 - Two grilled chicken wraps (to-go) from Wendy's... I should've requested to not have the thousand island dressing, but since I paid in nickles, dimes, and pennies, I thought I shouldn't be more rude.
SNACK 3 - Three Tootsie Rolls, a bag of popcorn, unsalted
SNACK 3 - Two pieces of pizza (One was a corner and tiny, the other was delicious)
EXERCISE:
3 sets of:
10 crunches
3 leglifts
5 push-ups
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 11 (I have no cravings for the stuff!)
WATER GAUGE: approx. 60 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Dashed Dreams and Hopes.
Today was a sad day. Some days you just have bummer days. Today was one of them. I don't plan on writing much.
I think there is a tie for what made it a bad day.
The tie is between:
1) a coworker said she'd bring me a slice of lemon meringue pie. She never showed.
2) I got attacked by a bird... three times. I'm starting to get real pissed at red winged black birds. I learned that they were not red breasted but red winged. Either way...
BIRD COUNT: 9 Attacks.
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DIET:
BREAKFAST - low fat yogurt and Kashi, with fresh strawberries and a bananananananananana
SNACK 1 - Homemade Tommy Snacks
SNACK 2 - Peaches and Cream (with some bananananananana puree) smoothie
DINNER - 1 hotdog, 1 chicken breast (HAHA! TAKE THAT BIRDS!), 1 burger, no soda, lots of fruit!
SNACK 3 - pretzels
EXERCISE:
full nights sleep.
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 10 (someone offered and I refused!)
WATER GAUGE: approx. 100 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
I think there is a tie for what made it a bad day.
The tie is between:
1) a coworker said she'd bring me a slice of lemon meringue pie. She never showed.
2) I got attacked by a bird... three times. I'm starting to get real pissed at red winged black birds. I learned that they were not red breasted but red winged. Either way...
BIRD COUNT: 9 Attacks.
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DIET:
BREAKFAST - low fat yogurt and Kashi, with fresh strawberries and a bananananananananana
SNACK 1 - Homemade Tommy Snacks
SNACK 2 - Peaches and Cream (with some bananananananana puree) smoothie
DINNER - 1 hotdog, 1 chicken breast (HAHA! TAKE THAT BIRDS!), 1 burger, no soda, lots of fruit!
SNACK 3 - pretzels
EXERCISE:
full nights sleep.
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 10 (someone offered and I refused!)
WATER GAUGE: approx. 100 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Dark Horses, Underdogs, and the Only Thing That Matters
DISCLAIMER: I get pretty "religious" later on in this post. If that's not your groove and that kind of stuff offends you please skip the "GRACE" section. But, if that's not your groove and that kind of stuff doesn't offend you, read it. Maybe you will groove to it.
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Okay, this blog is all about honesty and grace and fitness right? Well, I got all three tonight.
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HONESTY:
Well, I have a confession to make.
I'm an avid fan of American Idol, and for grins and giggles, I plan on auditioning.
But, whats really exciting is that my guy that I've been rooting for all season won! Which sucks, cause now he has to make crappy music.
Seriously, if I were a betting man, I'd bet against my guy: Kris Allen.
So, Kris, if you're reading, thanks for letting all the underdogs know we can win.
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GRACE:
Youth group went really well tonight. 1) I ate better then I normally do, not great but better. 2) We had a fun discussion... well, it was less of a discussion and more of a diatribe from me to the youth (and some adults).
I'll share with all of you what I shared with the group tonight:
Nothing else in the world matters, except for how much God loves you.
In 10 days you're going to forget what outfit you wore today that you spent 2 hours picking out.
In 10 weeks you're going to forget about that petty fight you had with your ex best friend.
In 10 months you're going to forget what you didn't pay attention to in class.
In 10 years you're going to forget most of the kids you went to highschool with.
In 10 decades you're going to be forgotten.
Ultimately, nothing we do really matters.
Depressing right?
No.
Why?
Because God has loved you before you were knit in your mother's womb. The intimacy you share with God, whether or not you want to, is the only thing that matters.
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FITNESS:
DIET:
BREAKFAST - low fat yogurt and Kashi
SNACK 1 - Fiber one granola bar
SNACK 2 - Homemade Tommy Snacks
LUNCH - Vegetarian Sandwich with a few chips, and a bowl of minestrone. (I had an iced soy chai latte to drink)
DINNER - one cheeseburger, two helpings of baked beans, three helpings of fruit salad.
DESSERT - one s'more brownie.
SNACK 3 - pretzels
EXERCISE:
approx. 2 mile walk.
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 9
WATER GAUGE: approx. 110 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
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Okay, this blog is all about honesty and grace and fitness right? Well, I got all three tonight.
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HONESTY:
Well, I have a confession to make.
I'm an avid fan of American Idol, and for grins and giggles, I plan on auditioning.
But, whats really exciting is that my guy that I've been rooting for all season won! Which sucks, cause now he has to make crappy music.
Seriously, if I were a betting man, I'd bet against my guy: Kris Allen.
So, Kris, if you're reading, thanks for letting all the underdogs know we can win.
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GRACE:
Youth group went really well tonight. 1) I ate better then I normally do, not great but better. 2) We had a fun discussion... well, it was less of a discussion and more of a diatribe from me to the youth (and some adults).
I'll share with all of you what I shared with the group tonight:
Nothing else in the world matters, except for how much God loves you.
In 10 days you're going to forget what outfit you wore today that you spent 2 hours picking out.
In 10 weeks you're going to forget about that petty fight you had with your ex best friend.
In 10 months you're going to forget what you didn't pay attention to in class.
In 10 years you're going to forget most of the kids you went to highschool with.
In 10 decades you're going to be forgotten.
Ultimately, nothing we do really matters.
Depressing right?
No.
Why?
Because God has loved you before you were knit in your mother's womb. The intimacy you share with God, whether or not you want to, is the only thing that matters.
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FITNESS:
DIET:
BREAKFAST - low fat yogurt and Kashi
SNACK 1 - Fiber one granola bar
SNACK 2 - Homemade Tommy Snacks
LUNCH - Vegetarian Sandwich with a few chips, and a bowl of minestrone. (I had an iced soy chai latte to drink)
DINNER - one cheeseburger, two helpings of baked beans, three helpings of fruit salad.
DESSERT - one s'more brownie.
SNACK 3 - pretzels
EXERCISE:
approx. 2 mile walk.
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 9
WATER GAUGE: approx. 110 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Semesters Over, Parties, Cookies, and Star Gazing (Or, When Birds Attack, Again.)
Today was awesome.
Since, my goal isn't just to be fit, but to have a lifestyle of fitness (including, physical, financial, spiritual, emotional, et ceteral) I'm going to update you on some areas of my fitness in my life.
But, lets back track.
This is mostly a blog on physical fitness, but seeing as how we're physical beings, physical fitness touches upon everything. So, that's what I meant up above.
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Today started shaky. I'm in poor financial shape, and well, that can start any day in a shaky way. But, lets not dwell on the past.
My last class period was awesome!!! I absolutely love my creative writing teacher! I'm gonna miss her this summer, of course, we're hanging out in two weeks, so I guess I won't miss her that much.
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Work. Boring. Except I got attacked by a bird, four times.
ATTACK OF THE BIRDS COUNT: 6 bird attacks.
I've decided that birds are vicious and vile creatures, full of hatred and rage.
The other day I was watching two ducks in the Fox River. They were doing one of two things. Either they were mating or one was trying to murder the other.
Since, mating and murder are so closely related, for example they both are brought to us by the letter "M", they could've been doing both.
One duck was mounting the other duck, which led me to believe it was mating, if you catch my drift.
The mounting duck, or the alpha duck, lets call him Conan the Duck Conqueror, was taking his bill and shoving the other duck's head, lets call that duck: Willy, underwater trying to drown it.
This is why I'm confused whether if it was mating or murder. What do you think? Lovin' in the water? Murder on the riverside? Or, simply a bad date?
Either way, in the past week I've been attacked six times by red-breasted blackbirds, and I saw ducks trying to do something or other to each other.
That is why all birds are vicious and vile creatures, full of hatred and rage.
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After work I took a very long walk that ended with some star gazing.
I'm canceling my walk tomorrow, and I'm going to do it again.
You should join me.
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DIET:
BREAKFAST - cookies, brownies, and something wonderful made of peanut butter.
LUNCH - Tuna Sandwich with Chicken and Wild Rice Soup (the soup wasn't as healthy and wonderful as it sounds. It was a creamy soup, not a brothy soup.)
SNACK 1 - Lemon bar.
DINNER - Roast Beef with cream cheese sandwich
SNACK 2- Soy Chai Latte, and a couple of sips of Arcedium's artics.
EXERCISE:
approx. 4 mile walk.
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 8
WATER GAUGE: approx. 60 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Since, my goal isn't just to be fit, but to have a lifestyle of fitness (including, physical, financial, spiritual, emotional, et ceteral) I'm going to update you on some areas of my fitness in my life.
But, lets back track.
This is mostly a blog on physical fitness, but seeing as how we're physical beings, physical fitness touches upon everything. So, that's what I meant up above.
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Today started shaky. I'm in poor financial shape, and well, that can start any day in a shaky way. But, lets not dwell on the past.
My last class period was awesome!!! I absolutely love my creative writing teacher! I'm gonna miss her this summer, of course, we're hanging out in two weeks, so I guess I won't miss her that much.
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Work. Boring. Except I got attacked by a bird, four times.
ATTACK OF THE BIRDS COUNT: 6 bird attacks.
I've decided that birds are vicious and vile creatures, full of hatred and rage.
The other day I was watching two ducks in the Fox River. They were doing one of two things. Either they were mating or one was trying to murder the other.
Since, mating and murder are so closely related, for example they both are brought to us by the letter "M", they could've been doing both.
One duck was mounting the other duck, which led me to believe it was mating, if you catch my drift.
The mounting duck, or the alpha duck, lets call him Conan the Duck Conqueror, was taking his bill and shoving the other duck's head, lets call that duck: Willy, underwater trying to drown it.
This is why I'm confused whether if it was mating or murder. What do you think? Lovin' in the water? Murder on the riverside? Or, simply a bad date?
Either way, in the past week I've been attacked six times by red-breasted blackbirds, and I saw ducks trying to do something or other to each other.
That is why all birds are vicious and vile creatures, full of hatred and rage.
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After work I took a very long walk that ended with some star gazing.
I'm canceling my walk tomorrow, and I'm going to do it again.
You should join me.
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DIET:
BREAKFAST - cookies, brownies, and something wonderful made of peanut butter.
LUNCH - Tuna Sandwich with Chicken and Wild Rice Soup (the soup wasn't as healthy and wonderful as it sounds. It was a creamy soup, not a brothy soup.)
SNACK 1 - Lemon bar.
DINNER - Roast Beef with cream cheese sandwich
SNACK 2- Soy Chai Latte, and a couple of sips of Arcedium's artics.
EXERCISE:
approx. 4 mile walk.
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 8
WATER GAUGE: approx. 60 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Geriatric Jazz
I was hanging tough with some friends tonight. They're all fantastic jazz musicians and invited a bunch of guys from their jazz combo to show up and play.
They did.
It was awesome.
There were a couple of high school kids who played bass, one was like 14, and they were awesome.
But, the stand out for the night was a man pushing 90 years old. A couple of years ago, several years into his retirement, he decided he wanted to learn how to play a clarinet.
He joined this community college jazz combo and started playing with a bunch of 20 somethings and high school students. It was quite the treat. They were grooving so hard tonight.
Except for the old man.
He sucked.
But, he played along with the combo as best he could. He stared at the music so hard that you would think he was trying to burn it up with his eyes. He'd set his clarinet down and let the young guys get real funky. Then, they'd look at him, nod him in, and he'd scramble with his old man hands to grab his clarinet and then he'd squeak and squawk along.
So, the combo would play something smooth and groovy. Getting into a real jam. They'd sound like real pros.
The leader would nod in the elder gentleman, don't forget he has been following the music like a mad man, and then you'd get the squeakiest and squawkiest solo you've ever heard.
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I'm that old man.
Symbolically.
I feel like I live in this world of real pros, leading healthy life styles, working out daily, doing yoga, eating fruits and vegetables, drinking water, smiling big bright shiny smiles, and occasionally these pros have the grace to let me in to squeak and squawk a little bit.
They'll run and yoga, eat healthily, make wise decisions, have self control in the kitchen. Real pros.
Then, they nod me in.
I take walks and do crunches, think about eating healthily, make half-wise decisions, have some self control. Squeaking and squawking.
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DIET:
BREAKFAST - banananananana and some of my trademark homemade trail-mix.
LUNCH - Half of a tuna sandwich, half of a ham and cheddar sandwich.
SNACK 1 - A whole roast beef sandwich, with cream cheese... YIKES!
DINNER - A mandarin chicken salad from Wendy's. I used very little dressing. I'm not one to chat about textures of food from fast food joints, but the texture was real bad. The taste wasn't horrible.
SNACK 2- Pretzels, and then some.
SNACK 3 - Two small Italian sandwiches on the sweetest bread you've ever tasted.
EXERCISE:
3 sets of pushups.
Set 1: 10 p.u.
Set 2: 5 p.u.
Set 3: 3 p.u.
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 7 (ONE WHOLE WEEK BABY!)
WATER GAUGE: approx. 80 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
They did.
It was awesome.
There were a couple of high school kids who played bass, one was like 14, and they were awesome.
But, the stand out for the night was a man pushing 90 years old. A couple of years ago, several years into his retirement, he decided he wanted to learn how to play a clarinet.
He joined this community college jazz combo and started playing with a bunch of 20 somethings and high school students. It was quite the treat. They were grooving so hard tonight.
Except for the old man.
He sucked.
But, he played along with the combo as best he could. He stared at the music so hard that you would think he was trying to burn it up with his eyes. He'd set his clarinet down and let the young guys get real funky. Then, they'd look at him, nod him in, and he'd scramble with his old man hands to grab his clarinet and then he'd squeak and squawk along.
So, the combo would play something smooth and groovy. Getting into a real jam. They'd sound like real pros.
The leader would nod in the elder gentleman, don't forget he has been following the music like a mad man, and then you'd get the squeakiest and squawkiest solo you've ever heard.
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I'm that old man.
Symbolically.
I feel like I live in this world of real pros, leading healthy life styles, working out daily, doing yoga, eating fruits and vegetables, drinking water, smiling big bright shiny smiles, and occasionally these pros have the grace to let me in to squeak and squawk a little bit.
They'll run and yoga, eat healthily, make wise decisions, have self control in the kitchen. Real pros.
Then, they nod me in.
I take walks and do crunches, think about eating healthily, make half-wise decisions, have some self control. Squeaking and squawking.
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DIET:
BREAKFAST - banananananana and some of my trademark homemade trail-mix.
LUNCH - Half of a tuna sandwich, half of a ham and cheddar sandwich.
SNACK 1 - A whole roast beef sandwich, with cream cheese... YIKES!
DINNER - A mandarin chicken salad from Wendy's. I used very little dressing. I'm not one to chat about textures of food from fast food joints, but the texture was real bad. The taste wasn't horrible.
SNACK 2- Pretzels, and then some.
SNACK 3 - Two small Italian sandwiches on the sweetest bread you've ever tasted.
EXERCISE:
3 sets of pushups.
Set 1: 10 p.u.
Set 2: 5 p.u.
Set 3: 3 p.u.
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 7 (ONE WHOLE WEEK BABY!)
WATER GAUGE: approx. 80 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Monday, May 18, 2009
Mom - [mah-m] noun. definition: the enemy
My mom is clearly out to sabotage me. She make such good food. Brownies, some sort of cheesy sweet bread (and you all know how much I love cheese), Italian food... yikes-a-do!
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I lied. There are no pictures tonight of my crazy mustache. Which I figured out was less of a handlebar mustache and more of a fumanchu... or however you spell it.
I do promise there'll be pictures soon though.
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I shaved my beard because beards make a face look fatter.
Lie #1.
I look way pudgier without my beard. Should've waited a few more weeks.
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DIET:
BREAKFAST - yogurt and Kashi
LUNCH - A brownie and some of my Tommy Snacks (homemade trail-mix, kind of like Scooby Snacks but less hash.)
DINNER - Two wraps (they were not whole tortillas, one was a turkey and cheddar wrap, one was a roast beef and mozzarella wrap), half a pound of coleslaw. You'll all learn about my deep love for slaw.
SNACK 1- Popcorn and lemonade
SNACK 2 - Some of my mom's crazy good sweet cheesy bread, some noodles, another Tommy Snack Pack.
EXERCISE:
Night off for a whole nights worth of comfortable sleep.
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 6
WATER GAUGE: approx. 50 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
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I lied. There are no pictures tonight of my crazy mustache. Which I figured out was less of a handlebar mustache and more of a fumanchu... or however you spell it.
I do promise there'll be pictures soon though.
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I shaved my beard because beards make a face look fatter.
Lie #1.
I look way pudgier without my beard. Should've waited a few more weeks.
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DIET:
BREAKFAST - yogurt and Kashi
LUNCH - A brownie and some of my Tommy Snacks (homemade trail-mix, kind of like Scooby Snacks but less hash.)
DINNER - Two wraps (they were not whole tortillas, one was a turkey and cheddar wrap, one was a roast beef and mozzarella wrap), half a pound of coleslaw. You'll all learn about my deep love for slaw.
SNACK 1- Popcorn and lemonade
SNACK 2 - Some of my mom's crazy good sweet cheesy bread, some noodles, another Tommy Snack Pack.
EXERCISE:
Night off for a whole nights worth of comfortable sleep.
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 6
WATER GAUGE: approx. 50 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Good Books, Handlebar Mustaches, and Cheese
Today was such a nice day. I feel about ten pounds lighter. For two reasons: I read all day and I now, for a very limited time only (till about tomorrow when I update again) have a handlebar mustache.
I love, love, love, shaving off beards and playing around with my facial hair. I've done plain mustaches before, muttonchops, fu man chus, you think of it, I've done it. This is my first handlebar mustache, and I'm really freaking excited.
I'll leave you with that. Hopefully, there'll be pictures tomorrow.
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DIET:
BREAKFAST - yogurt and Kashi
LUNCH - Tuna Sandwich, Pickle, Chips
DINNER - Half of a roast beef sandwich
SNACK 1- A medium Artic, Arcedium's (the coffee shop where I work) version of Starbuck's frappacino, with caramel, soy, and aztec chocolate (Mexican chocolate infused with cinnamon)... in case you're wondering it runs about 200 calories... YIKES!
SNACK 2 - Half of a mozarella roll with pruchetto and basil, Italian bread, and some Eden cheese. (I don't actually think that much cheese is a healthy snack choice... but it's just so damn good. I love a really good cheese. Just like I love a really good coffee. I'm sort of a food elitist. When I turn 21 I'll probably add fancy beers and wines to that list.)
EXERCISE:
3 sets of -
10 crunches
3 leglifts
10 push-ups
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 5
WATER GAUGE: approx. 90 oz.
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Thanks for the help with the slishy-sloshy belly. Today wasn't so bad. I need to pace myself with the drinking of water. I don't need to consume 120 oz. in one sitting. I can do it over the course of a day.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
I love, love, love, shaving off beards and playing around with my facial hair. I've done plain mustaches before, muttonchops, fu man chus, you think of it, I've done it. This is my first handlebar mustache, and I'm really freaking excited.
I'll leave you with that. Hopefully, there'll be pictures tomorrow.
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DIET:
BREAKFAST - yogurt and Kashi
LUNCH - Tuna Sandwich, Pickle, Chips
DINNER - Half of a roast beef sandwich
SNACK 1- A medium Artic, Arcedium's (the coffee shop where I work) version of Starbuck's frappacino, with caramel, soy, and aztec chocolate (Mexican chocolate infused with cinnamon)... in case you're wondering it runs about 200 calories... YIKES!
SNACK 2 - Half of a mozarella roll with pruchetto and basil, Italian bread, and some Eden cheese. (I don't actually think that much cheese is a healthy snack choice... but it's just so damn good. I love a really good cheese. Just like I love a really good coffee. I'm sort of a food elitist. When I turn 21 I'll probably add fancy beers and wines to that list.)
EXERCISE:
3 sets of -
10 crunches
3 leglifts
10 push-ups
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 5
WATER GAUGE: approx. 90 oz.
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Thanks for the help with the slishy-sloshy belly. Today wasn't so bad. I need to pace myself with the drinking of water. I don't need to consume 120 oz. in one sitting. I can do it over the course of a day.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Friday, May 15, 2009
Heart Full Of Hope And A Pocket Full Of Dreams (or, When Birds Attack)
I was attacked by a bird today. Three times. Apparently, I'm not the only person who will fight for a meal.
I work at a cafe in St. Charles, right off of the Fox River. Well, the Fox River is a dirty, dirty, dirty river. So, there are many bugs. And there are many birds to eat the many bugs. Thus is the circle of life.
On the way from my car to the front door, I was attacked by a bird. Twice. The bugs were out, and I walked underneath the tree where the bird lives, it took flight, aimed itself at me, and tried to attack. Luckily, I'm much smarted then a red-breasted blackbird, and I ducked out of the way. Sorry, no pun intended. Then, it came back for more. I outsmarted the rocket bird again, and ducked twice. At that point, I ran to the door.
Six hours later.
I'm walking from the front door of work to my car. I'm pretty sure that the bird had been waiting for this very moment. It launched itself at me again. And I dodged it again.
Stupid bird.
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I made some snacks today. While I was waiting to pick up my little sister from her job at Jewel-Osco I did some grocery shopping.
Tommy's Sexy Shopping List:
-Kashi Granola
-Low Fat Strawberry Yogurt
-Pretzels
-Unsalted Roasted Almonds
-Raisins
-Dried Bananananananananananananas
-Peapods and Carrots
I made a trail mix with everything but the yogurt, kashi, and veggies.
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DIET:
BREAKFAST - flaxseed peanutbutter bar
LUNCH - Veggie Sanwhich (Fresh Mozzarella, Basil Pesto, Tomato)
SNACK - The trail mix I made, Kashi Granola with Strawberry Yogurt
DINNER - Didn't happen
SNACK 2 - Half of a Portillo's burger... it was on the counter and begging me... no, no, no... it was screaming at me to eat it.
OTHER THINGS I PUT IN MY MOUTH AND CONSUMED - small, soy blueberry latte
EXERCISE:
1 full night of sleep
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 4
WATER GAUGE: approx. 60 oz.
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I need to get my water intake up. But it makes my tummy all slishy-sloshy. Do you have any remedies for that?
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
I work at a cafe in St. Charles, right off of the Fox River. Well, the Fox River is a dirty, dirty, dirty river. So, there are many bugs. And there are many birds to eat the many bugs. Thus is the circle of life.
On the way from my car to the front door, I was attacked by a bird. Twice. The bugs were out, and I walked underneath the tree where the bird lives, it took flight, aimed itself at me, and tried to attack. Luckily, I'm much smarted then a red-breasted blackbird, and I ducked out of the way. Sorry, no pun intended. Then, it came back for more. I outsmarted the rocket bird again, and ducked twice. At that point, I ran to the door.
Six hours later.
I'm walking from the front door of work to my car. I'm pretty sure that the bird had been waiting for this very moment. It launched itself at me again. And I dodged it again.
Stupid bird.
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I made some snacks today. While I was waiting to pick up my little sister from her job at Jewel-Osco I did some grocery shopping.
Tommy's Sexy Shopping List:
-Kashi Granola
-Low Fat Strawberry Yogurt
-Pretzels
-Unsalted Roasted Almonds
-Raisins
-Dried Bananananananananananananas
-Peapods and Carrots
I made a trail mix with everything but the yogurt, kashi, and veggies.
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DIET:
BREAKFAST - flaxseed peanutbutter bar
LUNCH - Veggie Sanwhich (Fresh Mozzarella, Basil Pesto, Tomato)
SNACK - The trail mix I made, Kashi Granola with Strawberry Yogurt
DINNER - Didn't happen
SNACK 2 - Half of a Portillo's burger... it was on the counter and begging me... no, no, no... it was screaming at me to eat it.
OTHER THINGS I PUT IN MY MOUTH AND CONSUMED - small, soy blueberry latte
EXERCISE:
1 full night of sleep
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 4
WATER GAUGE: approx. 60 oz.
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I need to get my water intake up. But it makes my tummy all slishy-sloshy. Do you have any remedies for that?
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Fromage
So, I didn't eat great today. Not horribly either. Just not great.
But, we'll get to that in just a few.
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Today was a nice relaxing day. I went to class and listened to more readings (did one myself) and after class hung out with my teacher a bit. She's pretty awesome. We're going to visit her church together sometime! Anyways, after that, I cashed my tax refund and bought some groceries!
Tomorrow, after work, I plan on making little snack packs for myself. Pretzels, unsalted almonds, unsweetened chocolate chips, and raisins! I figure, instead of always having to purchase food on the go, where there are few healthy options, I can make food to go. So, that's tomorrow's project.
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I hope you noticed some changes. I made some layout changes, color changes, and the such. My hope is that this blog will be a little more appealing to the eye. Do you like? What are your suggestions? Different colors? Different layout? Let me know what you think.
Also, everybody should be able to make comments now. If you are still unable to make comments, email me at tommy.welty@gmail.com
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DIET:
BREAKFAST - a bowl of low fat cinnamon cereal. The box said it was high in fiber and low in calories. I mostly think it was high in crap and low in taste. Won't be making that mistake again. I'll stick to oatmeal and fruit.
LUNCH - Cheese Pizza. This is where I was a bad boy. But, normally when I get a piece of pizza from my favorite pizza place, next to one of my favorite coffee shops, I get sausage pizza with lots of extra salt, cheese, red peppers, and I love the grease. Today, I soaked up as much grease as possible, went with plain pizza, and skipped all the extra toppings.
SNACK 1- Soy Chai Latte.
SNACK 2- Two bites of my friends spinach and ricotta cheese pizza. It was like a lasagna on a crust.
DINNER - Turkey and Grave. With a few bites of my mom's left over cheesy broccoli.
EXERCISE:
Hour Long Walk (Approx. 3 miles)
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 3
WATER GAUGE: approx. 60 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
But, we'll get to that in just a few.
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Today was a nice relaxing day. I went to class and listened to more readings (did one myself) and after class hung out with my teacher a bit. She's pretty awesome. We're going to visit her church together sometime! Anyways, after that, I cashed my tax refund and bought some groceries!
Tomorrow, after work, I plan on making little snack packs for myself. Pretzels, unsalted almonds, unsweetened chocolate chips, and raisins! I figure, instead of always having to purchase food on the go, where there are few healthy options, I can make food to go. So, that's tomorrow's project.
---
I hope you noticed some changes. I made some layout changes, color changes, and the such. My hope is that this blog will be a little more appealing to the eye. Do you like? What are your suggestions? Different colors? Different layout? Let me know what you think.
Also, everybody should be able to make comments now. If you are still unable to make comments, email me at tommy.welty@gmail.com
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DIET:
BREAKFAST - a bowl of low fat cinnamon cereal. The box said it was high in fiber and low in calories. I mostly think it was high in crap and low in taste. Won't be making that mistake again. I'll stick to oatmeal and fruit.
LUNCH - Cheese Pizza. This is where I was a bad boy. But, normally when I get a piece of pizza from my favorite pizza place, next to one of my favorite coffee shops, I get sausage pizza with lots of extra salt, cheese, red peppers, and I love the grease. Today, I soaked up as much grease as possible, went with plain pizza, and skipped all the extra toppings.
SNACK 1- Soy Chai Latte.
SNACK 2- Two bites of my friends spinach and ricotta cheese pizza. It was like a lasagna on a crust.
DINNER - Turkey and Grave. With a few bites of my mom's left over cheesy broccoli.
EXERCISE:
Hour Long Walk (Approx. 3 miles)
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 3
WATER GAUGE: approx. 60 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
I'm About 12 Hours Late Today
Well, yesterday I intentionally didn't post. You'll notice that all my posts normally happen around 2am. Apparently, sleep is very pivitol to health. I was very exhausted yesterday (I always am on Wednesdays, work and youth group are tiring). So, I hung out with a friend and crashed on his couch for a couple of hours, and then went home to sleep for a few more hours.
When I went home I was going to post something. But, well, decided that it could wait till today. So, here is yesterday's post.
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DIET:
BREAKFAST - flaxseed peanutbutter bar (surprsingly healthy, with the right kinds of fat)
LUNCH - bowl of barley and chicken soup
SNACK - a 2 hour nap
DINNER - 1 serving of mashed potatoes with butter, sour cream, and lots of cheese. 1 serving of a cheese and brocoli dish my Mommy makes. 3 turkey sandwhiches (VERY GOOD!)
DESSERT - an apple crisp kind of thing. very good. very unhealthy.
EXERCISE:
10 sets of nothing.
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 2
WATER GAUGE: approx. 60 oz.
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One of my dearest friends in the world, also very unhealthy, is joining me in this project!!! Check out his progress at his blog:
DanHasBike.blogspot.com
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
When I went home I was going to post something. But, well, decided that it could wait till today. So, here is yesterday's post.
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DIET:
BREAKFAST - flaxseed peanutbutter bar (surprsingly healthy, with the right kinds of fat)
LUNCH - bowl of barley and chicken soup
SNACK - a 2 hour nap
DINNER - 1 serving of mashed potatoes with butter, sour cream, and lots of cheese. 1 serving of a cheese and brocoli dish my Mommy makes. 3 turkey sandwhiches (VERY GOOD!)
DESSERT - an apple crisp kind of thing. very good. very unhealthy.
EXERCISE:
10 sets of nothing.
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 2
WATER GAUGE: approx. 60 oz.
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One of my dearest friends in the world, also very unhealthy, is joining me in this project!!! Check out his progress at his blog:
DanHasBike.blogspot.com
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Today Felt Like A Good Day
I feel like I did good today. Which is nice, because lately, in most areas of my life, I don't feel like I've done good.
I'm going to be entirely honest from this point on. I may sound a bit mopey, so if that is not your style... mine either, skip ahead to the diet and exercise, Days-without-soda-pop-o-meter/water gauge.
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Life sucks when you've been introspective. Lets agree on that, now. I don't know about you, but if I take a quick look inside, well, normally I don't like what I see. I'm a bit of an airhead, kind of lazy, self absorbed, fat, sleep deprived, frustrated, lonely, all of those fun things. I don't feel great most days. Since, probably January, very few days have felt like good days. Mostly, because I've had time to think about my life and what I'm doing with it.
I don't know.
Am I the only person who ever feels that way? Please, tell me I'm not. Seriously, that would be tremendous of you, to let me know that you're in this game of life with me.
Anyways, today felt like a good day. I think my body is really responding to the last couple of days of watching what I eat, and minimal exercise. My body kind of really likes it.
Walking to class today, I felt like a million dollars. I felt like I looked good (which, mostly I never do, which explains this whole "Get Fit Tommy" campagin). I was prepared for class. It was a decent temperature. I had a good breakfast. So, that was good.
Then, class was really good. People read stories they had written this semester.
Then, I went to work. Also, good.
Then, I hung out with friends. Good.
So, today, I felt like I did good.
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DIET:
BREAKFAST - Bananananananananana (Gwen Stefanie! Strike two!), and a whole grain bagel.
LUNCH - A mini-burger from the cafeteria, with no cheese or toppings, and entirely not worth the dollar I spent on it.
DINNER - Chicken Barley Soup, a roast beef fajita (not that great), a small handful of chips.
SNACK - Yogurt Parfait with granola, blueberries and strawberries.
MIDNIGHT SNACK - Banananananananananananana
EXERCISE:
-3 sets of 10 Crunches, 3 leg lifts
- 5 pushups, just to see if I can still do 'em... I can. I'll be adding several sets of those tomorrow night.
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 1
WATER GAUGE: 110 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
I'm going to be entirely honest from this point on. I may sound a bit mopey, so if that is not your style... mine either, skip ahead to the diet and exercise, Days-without-soda-pop-o-meter/water gauge.
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Life sucks when you've been introspective. Lets agree on that, now. I don't know about you, but if I take a quick look inside, well, normally I don't like what I see. I'm a bit of an airhead, kind of lazy, self absorbed, fat, sleep deprived, frustrated, lonely, all of those fun things. I don't feel great most days. Since, probably January, very few days have felt like good days. Mostly, because I've had time to think about my life and what I'm doing with it.
I don't know.
Am I the only person who ever feels that way? Please, tell me I'm not. Seriously, that would be tremendous of you, to let me know that you're in this game of life with me.
Anyways, today felt like a good day. I think my body is really responding to the last couple of days of watching what I eat, and minimal exercise. My body kind of really likes it.
Walking to class today, I felt like a million dollars. I felt like I looked good (which, mostly I never do, which explains this whole "Get Fit Tommy" campagin). I was prepared for class. It was a decent temperature. I had a good breakfast. So, that was good.
Then, class was really good. People read stories they had written this semester.
Then, I went to work. Also, good.
Then, I hung out with friends. Good.
So, today, I felt like I did good.
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DIET:
BREAKFAST - Bananananananananana (Gwen Stefanie! Strike two!), and a whole grain bagel.
LUNCH - A mini-burger from the cafeteria, with no cheese or toppings, and entirely not worth the dollar I spent on it.
DINNER - Chicken Barley Soup, a roast beef fajita (not that great), a small handful of chips.
SNACK - Yogurt Parfait with granola, blueberries and strawberries.
MIDNIGHT SNACK - Banananananananananananana
EXERCISE:
-3 sets of 10 Crunches, 3 leg lifts
- 5 pushups, just to see if I can still do 'em... I can. I'll be adding several sets of those tomorrow night.
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 1
WATER GAUGE: 110 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Why Didn't Anybody Ever Tell Me Vending Machines Were Stocked With Mostly Unhealthy Foods
No, seriously. I've never really noticed or cared before, but it sure does making snack time difficult when you're on a tight budget.
I was at school today, taking the last test of the semester, and I figured a bit of a snack would be helpful to calm some nerves and easy that growling of the beast within. My stomach always makes strange noises, hungry or not. But these noises were kind of "feed me" noises. So, I went to the vending machine hoping to find something that wouldn't be so horrible. I stood there for about 20 minutes contemplating. There was nothing. I thought maybe there would be a granola bar or something, not that those are very healthy, but they're healthy enough. But, no. There was almost nothing.
I moved on to the next vending machine.
Nothing.
Now I'm in a desperate state. My stomach is about to revolt on me and stage a mutiny. I don't know exactly what that would look like, but she was clearly getting pissed. So, I scanned row A, then row B, and so forth. Finally, with little to no hope left I scanned row E. There they were, multigrain baked chips. YAY! I spent the $.50 I needed to, and got little to nothing from them.
But, it led me to realize how hard this is.
One commenter a few days ago (Hey! Sean!) asked why our culture made it so hard to be healthy. Then, today I was discussing food options with a cook friend of mine, and it came down to expenses again.
Eating is becoming very costly, unless you like Go-gurt! and other fake foods. I normally do. But, things need to change.
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DIET:
BREAKFAST 1: Yogurt with granola (quickly becoming a favorite dish)
BREAKFAST 2 (No, lunch): Bagel with peanut butter.
SNACK: Multigrain baked chips
DINNER: Spaghetti with meatballs.
DESSERT: 6 Tootsi Rolls
DESSERT 2: Mozzarella rolls with basil and pruschetto, Eden cheese, french bread.
EXERCISE:
3 sets:
- 10 crunches
- 3 leglifts
NEW FEELINGS:
Trying not to throw up DESSERT 2 during EXERCISE.
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New Challenges:
I'm giving up soda pop. So, starting tomorrow (I would've started today, but I've already failed) I'm going to post how many days I've gone without pop. I'll keep this post going for 30 days. If I drink a soda, I start back at zero. My goal is to make 30 days by June 10th.
I'll along with how many days without pop I've gone, I'm going to keep track of how many ounces of water I drank that day. A doctor I used to work for told me that people need to drink half their weight in ounces of water everyday. That means I need to drink about 120 ounces of water each day.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
I was at school today, taking the last test of the semester, and I figured a bit of a snack would be helpful to calm some nerves and easy that growling of the beast within. My stomach always makes strange noises, hungry or not. But these noises were kind of "feed me" noises. So, I went to the vending machine hoping to find something that wouldn't be so horrible. I stood there for about 20 minutes contemplating. There was nothing. I thought maybe there would be a granola bar or something, not that those are very healthy, but they're healthy enough. But, no. There was almost nothing.
I moved on to the next vending machine.
Nothing.
Now I'm in a desperate state. My stomach is about to revolt on me and stage a mutiny. I don't know exactly what that would look like, but she was clearly getting pissed. So, I scanned row A, then row B, and so forth. Finally, with little to no hope left I scanned row E. There they were, multigrain baked chips. YAY! I spent the $.50 I needed to, and got little to nothing from them.
But, it led me to realize how hard this is.
One commenter a few days ago (Hey! Sean!) asked why our culture made it so hard to be healthy. Then, today I was discussing food options with a cook friend of mine, and it came down to expenses again.
Eating is becoming very costly, unless you like Go-gurt! and other fake foods. I normally do. But, things need to change.
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DIET:
BREAKFAST 1: Yogurt with granola (quickly becoming a favorite dish)
BREAKFAST 2 (No, lunch): Bagel with peanut butter.
SNACK: Multigrain baked chips
DINNER: Spaghetti with meatballs.
DESSERT: 6 Tootsi Rolls
DESSERT 2: Mozzarella rolls with basil and pruschetto, Eden cheese, french bread.
EXERCISE:
3 sets:
- 10 crunches
- 3 leglifts
NEW FEELINGS:
Trying not to throw up DESSERT 2 during EXERCISE.
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New Challenges:
I'm giving up soda pop. So, starting tomorrow (I would've started today, but I've already failed) I'm going to post how many days I've gone without pop. I'll keep this post going for 30 days. If I drink a soda, I start back at zero. My goal is to make 30 days by June 10th.
I'll along with how many days without pop I've gone, I'm going to keep track of how many ounces of water I drank that day. A doctor I used to work for told me that people need to drink half their weight in ounces of water everyday. That means I need to drink about 120 ounces of water each day.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Monday, May 11, 2009
Sleep is clearly the enemy of this blog
So, I was planning on updating last night. But, I was very much tired from my very much long day. Work (8-2), planning things for aboveground: (3-5), music practice (5-7), aboveground: (7-10ish). So, it was a crazy busy day, and after aboveground: I went to my buddies house to hang out. Well, the conversation was super lame, so I sat down on the couch, which led to lying down on the couch, which led to me waking up this morning at 6:30am. So, I didn't post last night. My apologies. Again.
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YESTERDAY'S DIET:
BREAKFAST: Coffee, lots and lots of water
LUNCH: Veggie sanwhich (Fresh Mozarella, tomato, and a basil pesto sauce), two pickle slices, and lots of water.
PRE-DINNER SNACK: lots of popcorn. We should probably chat about the evils of finger foods soon. Lemonade.
DINNER: 1 Steak Taco, 2 slices of frozen cheese pizza, and more water.
YESTERDAY'S EXERCISE:
Playing music at aboveground:, I both shaked and shimmied. One of the guys in the group came up to me afterwards and told me I was glistening.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
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YESTERDAY'S DIET:
BREAKFAST: Coffee, lots and lots of water
LUNCH: Veggie sanwhich (Fresh Mozarella, tomato, and a basil pesto sauce), two pickle slices, and lots of water.
PRE-DINNER SNACK: lots of popcorn. We should probably chat about the evils of finger foods soon. Lemonade.
DINNER: 1 Steak Taco, 2 slices of frozen cheese pizza, and more water.
YESTERDAY'S EXERCISE:
Playing music at aboveground:, I both shaked and shimmied. One of the guys in the group came up to me afterwards and told me I was glistening.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Just stopping in for a quickie
Well -
I have to work in the morning, and I'm not a morning person. So, no cute little anecdote tonight/twoknight/toonite. My apologies, but if I don't sleep tomorrow will take forever. And, my friend Phil has lent me an alarm for deaf people, it should hopefully wake me up. Pray hard that it does.
My diet:
BREAKFAST - Bagel (no cream cheese), several cups of water
LUNCH - Egg Sandwich (they were scrambled, and delicious), Pepsi
DINNER - A tomato soup with carrot, potato, onions, garlic, meatballs and two more Pepsi.
My exercise:
YIKES! I'll get on that tomorrow night. I'm exercising my desire to be well rested for the work hours.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
I have to work in the morning, and I'm not a morning person. So, no cute little anecdote tonight/twoknight/toonite. My apologies, but if I don't sleep tomorrow will take forever. And, my friend Phil has lent me an alarm for deaf people, it should hopefully wake me up. Pray hard that it does.
My diet:
BREAKFAST - Bagel (no cream cheese), several cups of water
LUNCH - Egg Sandwich (they were scrambled, and delicious), Pepsi
DINNER - A tomato soup with carrot, potato, onions, garlic, meatballs and two more Pepsi.
My exercise:
YIKES! I'll get on that tomorrow night. I'm exercising my desire to be well rested for the work hours.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Alternative Lifestyles
Yes, we're having that conversation.
I have an unhealthy lifestyle. I rarely sleep most nights, or I sleep way too much. (That would explain the lack of a post yesterday.) I eat whenever I want. I don't eat breakfast. I enjoy the 2am snack.
In the coming weeks lets change that.
It's going to be tough. Very, very tough. Lifelong habits are hard to break. But, with your help and God's help, I'm pretty sure I'll be able to do it.
Where should I start? Should I start with my sleep issues? Breakfast? Midnight Snacking?
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YESTERDAY'S DIET:
BREAKFAST: Half of a mug of Coffee with Soy Milk. Half an Almond Crossaint (Very bad) and lots and lots of water.
LUNCH: Non-fat Peach Yogurt with Quacker Oats (Not the instant, sugary stuff, actual oats.)
EXERCISE: Marathon Sleeping
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
I have an unhealthy lifestyle. I rarely sleep most nights, or I sleep way too much. (That would explain the lack of a post yesterday.) I eat whenever I want. I don't eat breakfast. I enjoy the 2am snack.
In the coming weeks lets change that.
It's going to be tough. Very, very tough. Lifelong habits are hard to break. But, with your help and God's help, I'm pretty sure I'll be able to do it.
Where should I start? Should I start with my sleep issues? Breakfast? Midnight Snacking?
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YESTERDAY'S DIET:
BREAKFAST: Half of a mug of Coffee with Soy Milk. Half an Almond Crossaint (Very bad) and lots and lots of water.
LUNCH: Non-fat Peach Yogurt with Quacker Oats (Not the instant, sugary stuff, actual oats.)
EXERCISE: Marathon Sleeping
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Friday, May 8, 2009
Put 'er dare Pardner
Well, this week has been extremely comforting.
I'm really excited about how many people are writing me emails, leaving comments, or encouragement over in the real world. Whatever that is.
Well, another thing I've learned as I've been researching this whole weight loss thing is the need for a partner.
In the few weeks I've been thinking about this, and the one week I've been acting on this whole "Get Fit Tommy" campaign, I'm really encouraged by the many partners (many of whom I did not expect, at all) that have stepped up.
So, tonight, on this glorious Thursday evening, I want to thank:
Those of you who are leaving comments and are on the same journey as I. I appreciate those who are posting their diets and exercise routines also!
My co-worker who has started to read "Get Fit Tommy" and won't allow me to use whole milk, but instead makes me drink soy milk, which I really like.
Those of you I have personally emailed, and have emailed me back.
My Mom for promising to take me grocery shopping and pick out healthier food.
My Step-Mom and Dad, who are passing forward the diet they used to loose weight. (Side note, my Dad has been big motivation for me... The man lost 30 pounds in like 9 weeks. And is looking fine, if it wasn't for his crazy mowhawk.)
My friend at youth group who wants to go on long walks with me, to save me from myself.
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If you want to join this eclectic party:
email me at: get.fit.tommy@gmail.com
or
leave a comment
or
tell a friend
or
go on a walk with me, that is if you live anywhere near where I call home.
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DIET:
Breakfast: Banananananananananananana (DAMN YOU GWEN STEFANI! WHEN DO I QUIT!)
Lunch: Yogurt Parfait with Water
Dinner: Bagel with Low-fat Cream Cheese and a small bowl of Menastroni, also water.
Midnight Snack (I need to stop these): Too much popcorn at the movies.
DRINK:
NO COFFEE!!!!!!!!!!! But, it really hurt my head to go without.
Iced Soy Chai Latte
Banananananana Creme Smoothing Type Thing
Lots of water.
EXERCISE:
No formal exercise tonight, but at work I mopped (don't laugh, for a guy in my shape it's similar to a marathon) and totted around 100lbs bags of coffee beans.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
I'm really excited about how many people are writing me emails, leaving comments, or encouragement over in the real world. Whatever that is.
Well, another thing I've learned as I've been researching this whole weight loss thing is the need for a partner.
In the few weeks I've been thinking about this, and the one week I've been acting on this whole "Get Fit Tommy" campaign, I'm really encouraged by the many partners (many of whom I did not expect, at all) that have stepped up.
So, tonight, on this glorious Thursday evening, I want to thank:
Those of you who are leaving comments and are on the same journey as I. I appreciate those who are posting their diets and exercise routines also!
My co-worker who has started to read "Get Fit Tommy" and won't allow me to use whole milk, but instead makes me drink soy milk, which I really like.
Those of you I have personally emailed, and have emailed me back.
My Mom for promising to take me grocery shopping and pick out healthier food.
My Step-Mom and Dad, who are passing forward the diet they used to loose weight. (Side note, my Dad has been big motivation for me... The man lost 30 pounds in like 9 weeks. And is looking fine, if it wasn't for his crazy mowhawk.)
My friend at youth group who wants to go on long walks with me, to save me from myself.
---
If you want to join this eclectic party:
email me at: get.fit.tommy@gmail.com
or
leave a comment
or
tell a friend
or
go on a walk with me, that is if you live anywhere near where I call home.
---
DIET:
Breakfast: Banananananananananananana (DAMN YOU GWEN STEFANI! WHEN DO I QUIT!)
Lunch: Yogurt Parfait with Water
Dinner: Bagel with Low-fat Cream Cheese and a small bowl of Menastroni, also water.
Midnight Snack (I need to stop these): Too much popcorn at the movies.
DRINK:
NO COFFEE!!!!!!!!!!! But, it really hurt my head to go without.
Iced Soy Chai Latte
Banananananana Creme Smoothing Type Thing
Lots of water.
EXERCISE:
No formal exercise tonight, but at work I mopped (don't laugh, for a guy in my shape it's similar to a marathon) and totted around 100lbs bags of coffee beans.
---
All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Motivation
I know, two posts in one day... I'm awesome!
Anyways, this one is strictly business.
GOALS:
starting next week - no soda, ever.
weight loss - 210 by 21st birthday (8-14-09)
BLOG GOALS:
this week - motivate myself enough to really make the sacrifices and choices i need to make to do this. thank you all for reading so far. we're just getting started though, so be ready for the ride, and make sure to tell anybody you think would be interested about this project (or getting fit themselves... misery loves company, right? kidding, i'm actually not that miserable when i'm fit, far from it).
CONTACT INFO:
email - EDIT: get.fit.tommy@gmail.com
:: please email me with suggestions, encouragement, etc. i plan on sending out a weekly update on how i'm doing that is separate from this blog, if you'd be interested in that, let me know at this email address ::
cell - email me, and if i know you i will more then happily share it. i would love to call people to invite them on walks and runs (eventually, the latter, babysteps right now.)
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
ps: tell folks about this - getfittommy.blogspot.com
Anyways, this one is strictly business.
GOALS:
starting next week - no soda, ever.
weight loss - 210 by 21st birthday (8-14-09)
BLOG GOALS:
this week - motivate myself enough to really make the sacrifices and choices i need to make to do this. thank you all for reading so far. we're just getting started though, so be ready for the ride, and make sure to tell anybody you think would be interested about this project (or getting fit themselves... misery loves company, right? kidding, i'm actually not that miserable when i'm fit, far from it).
CONTACT INFO:
email - EDIT: get.fit.tommy@gmail.com
:: please email me with suggestions, encouragement, etc. i plan on sending out a weekly update on how i'm doing that is separate from this blog, if you'd be interested in that, let me know at this email address ::
cell - email me, and if i know you i will more then happily share it. i would love to call people to invite them on walks and runs (eventually, the latter, babysteps right now.)
---
All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
ps: tell folks about this - getfittommy.blogspot.com
The Grab and Go
Okay, everybody take a seat. I'm going to share a part of my history that may shock and upset you...
Are you sitting?
Good.
Here it is...
Okay, I'm just not ready.
You can do it, Tommy. Deep breaths.
Here it goes: I used to be an athlete.
No, I was never a serious athlete, in fact, my athletic impulses are probably much similar to a mathlete. (I did compete in "Battle Of The Books" in middle school).
Let me tell you a story:
I ran cross country one season. Yes, my body type isn't really cut out for the long distance running, but I did it anyways. I really loved it. But, one day the athletic director came up to me after a practice, he had been watching. He pulled me aside and said these kind words: "Tommy, I'm very proud of you. You're doing something that most cannot, and these are lessons and skills you're going to have the rest of your life."
He was right.
But I abused his prophetic voice.
I no longer run distance,
but I am a marathon eater.
I woke up this morning with a passion to do well today. I said to myself: Tommy, if you have a mug of coffee, use soy milk. And then drink several cups of water afterwards.
I was good there.
Then youth group came. I said to myself: Tommy, one helping is all. And avoid the cake.
Not so good there.
I kept on grabbing and going. I'd walk past the cake and take a little bit of the yummy, yummy, yummy, yummy frosting. And a fork full of italian beef. And a drink of Cream Soda. Then, I'd walk around a bit, and then continue the process.
For three hours.
Like, I said: Marathon Eater.
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DIET:
Breakfast - Coffee, no sugar, soy milk... very yummy. I craved some yogurt parfait with fresh fruit but couldn't afford it.
Lunch - Water. Three bites of italian beef.
Dinner - See above. And then some
Midnight snack - Piece of Frozen Pizza with Water
EXERCISE:
15 crunches (1 set of 10, 1 set of 5)
5 leg lifts
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Regretting Either the Cake or the Crunches, I dunno,
All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Are you sitting?
Good.
Here it is...
Okay, I'm just not ready.
You can do it, Tommy. Deep breaths.
Here it goes: I used to be an athlete.
No, I was never a serious athlete, in fact, my athletic impulses are probably much similar to a mathlete. (I did compete in "Battle Of The Books" in middle school).
Let me tell you a story:
I ran cross country one season. Yes, my body type isn't really cut out for the long distance running, but I did it anyways. I really loved it. But, one day the athletic director came up to me after a practice, he had been watching. He pulled me aside and said these kind words: "Tommy, I'm very proud of you. You're doing something that most cannot, and these are lessons and skills you're going to have the rest of your life."
He was right.
But I abused his prophetic voice.
I no longer run distance,
but I am a marathon eater.
I woke up this morning with a passion to do well today. I said to myself: Tommy, if you have a mug of coffee, use soy milk. And then drink several cups of water afterwards.
I was good there.
Then youth group came. I said to myself: Tommy, one helping is all. And avoid the cake.
Not so good there.
I kept on grabbing and going. I'd walk past the cake and take a little bit of the yummy, yummy, yummy, yummy frosting. And a fork full of italian beef. And a drink of Cream Soda. Then, I'd walk around a bit, and then continue the process.
For three hours.
Like, I said: Marathon Eater.
---
DIET:
Breakfast - Coffee, no sugar, soy milk... very yummy. I craved some yogurt parfait with fresh fruit but couldn't afford it.
Lunch - Water. Three bites of italian beef.
Dinner - See above. And then some
Midnight snack - Piece of Frozen Pizza with Water
EXERCISE:
15 crunches (1 set of 10, 1 set of 5)
5 leg lifts
---
Regretting Either the Cake or the Crunches, I dunno,
All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
When Jesus and Billy are of no comfort.
Long walks are stupid.
And people who take long walks are stupid, too.
Physically, long walks are a lot of fun. You feel great, you get to see the world in slow motion, the night air is very refreshing, you can actually stop to think...
...No, wait. That is where long walks get stupid.
If you haven't yet noticed, I took a walk today (about two miles, or about 45 minutes).
I've never been that insecure, at all. In fact, I'm pretty much was the most confident person in the world. But, lately, not so much. This is what makes long walks stupid.
When you're walking by yourself you have few options in your mind: you can think to yourself, or, if it suits your fancy, you can talk to Jesus.
I did both. Both sucked.
As of late when I've wanted to talk to Jesus I want to get a big old hug from a dear old friend who just wants to tell me that there is no need to change, and that he loves me just the way I am. Billy Joel isn't much comfort either. Instead of telling me that I'm perfectly fine the way I am, Jesus thinks it'd be nice to offer suggestions. But, being human and all, I think that's silly. So, that leaves me with option number 2. Just thinking to myself. Thinking to myself.
I'm worse to me then Jesus.
If I loved my neighbor the way I love myself lately, I'd be arrested.
But, anyways. I've decided to add a nightly walk to my life.
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DIET:
(WHAT MEAL) - (WHATS CONSUMED)
Breakfast - Air.
Lunch - Half of a Coca-cola [I would have finished it but, I'm pretty much a strict Pepsi fan. More on that later.]
Dinner - A tuna sandwhich, a bowl of chicken tortilla soup, and approx. 5 potato chips.
Drink - A white chocolate mocha, a few tastes of a some fruit smoothies, water, a glass of milk.
EXERCISE:
45 minute walk (approx. two miles or so)
---
Clearly, I need to rethink what I take in,
All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
And people who take long walks are stupid, too.
Physically, long walks are a lot of fun. You feel great, you get to see the world in slow motion, the night air is very refreshing, you can actually stop to think...
...No, wait. That is where long walks get stupid.
If you haven't yet noticed, I took a walk today (about two miles, or about 45 minutes).
I've never been that insecure, at all. In fact, I'm pretty much was the most confident person in the world. But, lately, not so much. This is what makes long walks stupid.
When you're walking by yourself you have few options in your mind: you can think to yourself, or, if it suits your fancy, you can talk to Jesus.
I did both. Both sucked.
As of late when I've wanted to talk to Jesus I want to get a big old hug from a dear old friend who just wants to tell me that there is no need to change, and that he loves me just the way I am. Billy Joel isn't much comfort either. Instead of telling me that I'm perfectly fine the way I am, Jesus thinks it'd be nice to offer suggestions. But, being human and all, I think that's silly. So, that leaves me with option number 2. Just thinking to myself. Thinking to myself.
I'm worse to me then Jesus.
If I loved my neighbor the way I love myself lately, I'd be arrested.
But, anyways. I've decided to add a nightly walk to my life.
---
DIET:
(WHAT MEAL) - (WHATS CONSUMED)
Breakfast - Air.
Lunch - Half of a Coca-cola [I would have finished it but, I'm pretty much a strict Pepsi fan. More on that later.]
Dinner - A tuna sandwhich, a bowl of chicken tortilla soup, and approx. 5 potato chips.
Drink - A white chocolate mocha, a few tastes of a some fruit smoothies, water, a glass of milk.
EXERCISE:
45 minute walk (approx. two miles or so)
---
Clearly, I need to rethink what I take in,
All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Side Boobs and Midnight Snacking
Hey Folks!
Well, I've started another blog. Why? Because I'm a voyeur and I want you all to help me.
In recent days, I've noticed some of my favorite shirts don't fit. I've also noticed that I now have side boobs. I've also haven't walked up a flight a stairs if I don't need to since, well who knows when.
I'm fat.
Really, fat.
I weighed myself the other day and lo and behold, I weighed about 10lbs more then I had estimated. Which would explain the indentation on the couch where I sleep.
Anyways. I've been doing some research on weight loss, fitness, dieting, etc. And all of the different places I've read say to log your workout/diet, and to have some sort of accountability.
Well, I'm lazy (that may explain some of the excess weight gain, and the excess of heavy breathing/snoring) and figure I can kill two mockingbirds with one stone. I'm going to be posting every day these things: what I eat, if I exercise, and what kind of exercise I'm doing, thoughts on the whole process, complaints, that kind of thing. I also want you to keep me accountable. If I eat something stupid (say, anything I eat now) you need to yell loudly at me. If I do well, you need to tell me to keep it up.
This is going to be a fun little social experiment. If you want to join me on it, leave a comment, or join me on a walk, or diet with me, or any of that jazz. This can be fun.
All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Well, I've started another blog. Why? Because I'm a voyeur and I want you all to help me.
In recent days, I've noticed some of my favorite shirts don't fit. I've also noticed that I now have side boobs. I've also haven't walked up a flight a stairs if I don't need to since, well who knows when.
I'm fat.
Really, fat.
I weighed myself the other day and lo and behold, I weighed about 10lbs more then I had estimated. Which would explain the indentation on the couch where I sleep.
Anyways. I've been doing some research on weight loss, fitness, dieting, etc. And all of the different places I've read say to log your workout/diet, and to have some sort of accountability.
Well, I'm lazy (that may explain some of the excess weight gain, and the excess of heavy breathing/snoring) and figure I can kill two mockingbirds with one stone. I'm going to be posting every day these things: what I eat, if I exercise, and what kind of exercise I'm doing, thoughts on the whole process, complaints, that kind of thing. I also want you to keep me accountable. If I eat something stupid (say, anything I eat now) you need to yell loudly at me. If I do well, you need to tell me to keep it up.
This is going to be a fun little social experiment. If you want to join me on it, leave a comment, or join me on a walk, or diet with me, or any of that jazz. This can be fun.
All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Saturday, March 7, 2009
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