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
Sunday, May 10, 2009
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?
---
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
---
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.
---
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
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.)
---
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.
---
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
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.
---
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
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