Weigh-in day. First one in two weeks.
After my daughter's graduation weekend, full of cookouts, cake and ice cream, chips, snacks and the like - all of which I allowed myself to partake of - I hit the scales today.
I haven't gained a pound.
Haven't lost one, either. But maintained the 57-pound mark throughout the two weeks.
I'm a little surprised, to be honest. But happy. Maybe I am figuring this thing out after all.
The scorecard:
Week One - Lost 9
Week Two - Lost 3
Week Three - Lost 3
Week Four - Lost 0
Week Five - Lost 9
Week Six - Lost 5
Week Seven - GAINED 2
Week Eight - Lost 0
Week Nine - Lost 5
Week 10 - Lost 1
Week 11 - Lost 3
Week 12 - Lost 0
Week 13 - Lost 7
Week 14 - Lost 1
Week 15 - GAINED 3
Week 16 - Lost 5
Week 17 - GAINED 3
Week 18 - Lost 4
Week 19 - Lost 3
Week 20 - Lost 0
Week 21 - Lost 6
Week 22 - No Weigh-In Due To Traveling
Week 23 - Lost 1 (Covers Week 22 as well)
Week 24 - No Weigh-In Due to Schedule Change
Week 25 - Lost 0 (Covers Week 24 as well)
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Creature Of Habit
I am, as the headline on this post would suggest, one who tends to operate on a regular schedule.
Unless I'm on the road somewhere, my life revolves around my 9 a.m.-Noon time slot at the radio station. And even on the road, I have set patterns by which I usually do things.
Boring? Not really. It's just a matter of functionality. And trust me, the road trips and game coverage provide enough change and excitement in my professional life. Plus, I have two children. What more excitement could you want?
Anyway, this time of year with baseball done and not much happening other than the show, the day is pretty well defined. That includes eating and weigh-in habits.
Doing my show 9-Noon, I can get to Clemson on weigh-in day and hit the scales before I've had anything to eat or drink (a must for a true weight readout). I can also keep breakfast, lunch, afternoon snack and dinner pretty much on schedule - which is good for me as I try to shrink down to normal human size.
Filling in for Mickey this last week-plus has been a challenge. Not anything like the challenge he and Kelli face with Ryan lying comatose in a hospital, understand. I realize this. But in my day-to-day life, I've had to adjust eating times and habits. I also have had to find an alternate weigh-in point for the time being, and try to figure out the plus-minus factor on the new scale compared to the one at Clemson.
I've been able to do it. Only problem is the scale is in a grocery store that's open 24 hours, and in order to weigh in tomorrow I'll have to get up even earlier than the 4:45 a.m. wakeup call I've had for the last week or so.
But you know what? I don't mind.
I'm helping a friend in a time of dire need, and at the same time I'm learning a lesson about adjusting on the fly.
Now, if I just hadn't had that cake, ice cream and chips over the weekend...LOL.
Oh well, my daughter only graduates high school once. It was worth it, no matter what the scales may say.
But now, it's back on the straight and narrow.
Anybody going walking in the evenings?
Unless I'm on the road somewhere, my life revolves around my 9 a.m.-Noon time slot at the radio station. And even on the road, I have set patterns by which I usually do things.
Boring? Not really. It's just a matter of functionality. And trust me, the road trips and game coverage provide enough change and excitement in my professional life. Plus, I have two children. What more excitement could you want?
Anyway, this time of year with baseball done and not much happening other than the show, the day is pretty well defined. That includes eating and weigh-in habits.
Doing my show 9-Noon, I can get to Clemson on weigh-in day and hit the scales before I've had anything to eat or drink (a must for a true weight readout). I can also keep breakfast, lunch, afternoon snack and dinner pretty much on schedule - which is good for me as I try to shrink down to normal human size.
Filling in for Mickey this last week-plus has been a challenge. Not anything like the challenge he and Kelli face with Ryan lying comatose in a hospital, understand. I realize this. But in my day-to-day life, I've had to adjust eating times and habits. I also have had to find an alternate weigh-in point for the time being, and try to figure out the plus-minus factor on the new scale compared to the one at Clemson.
I've been able to do it. Only problem is the scale is in a grocery store that's open 24 hours, and in order to weigh in tomorrow I'll have to get up even earlier than the 4:45 a.m. wakeup call I've had for the last week or so.
But you know what? I don't mind.
I'm helping a friend in a time of dire need, and at the same time I'm learning a lesson about adjusting on the fly.
Now, if I just hadn't had that cake, ice cream and chips over the weekend...LOL.
Oh well, my daughter only graduates high school once. It was worth it, no matter what the scales may say.
But now, it's back on the straight and narrow.
Anybody going walking in the evenings?
Saturday, June 7, 2008
Concession
Well, I can almost guarantee that the next weigh-in will be a small step backward.
With the family in town and the celebration of my daughter's high school graduation, I allowed myself to enjoy some things I hadn't in a while. Cake and ice cream, potato chips, etc.
But no lamenting the decision. No beating myself up for doing it. Just a matter-of-fact approach to getting back on the straight and narrow.
I've been told by people that it's okay to have such moments every once in a while. The problem for me, however, is that those "moments" too often turn into hours. Or even days. So I've honestly tried to stay away from them through this process, and for the most part I've been successful.
This weekend? Not so much. But it's really no big deal.
Yeah, I'll be pissed off when the scales show I've put on a few pounds. But I'm beginning to realize I'm more in control of this thing that I thought I was. Not in total control, mind you. But getting a little stronger every day.
And I suppose that's half the battle.
By the way, if you ever wanted to see a big, tough, sports talk show host cry, you should have been in Littlejohn Coliseum Friday afternoon for Samantha's graduation.
I was doing pretty well until the chorus - of which Sam is a member - sang "I Will Remember You."
Then ol' dad lost it, thinking back on her and how she's grown over the past 18 years.
In fact, it's happening again as I write this.
Time for me to go.
With the family in town and the celebration of my daughter's high school graduation, I allowed myself to enjoy some things I hadn't in a while. Cake and ice cream, potato chips, etc.
But no lamenting the decision. No beating myself up for doing it. Just a matter-of-fact approach to getting back on the straight and narrow.
I've been told by people that it's okay to have such moments every once in a while. The problem for me, however, is that those "moments" too often turn into hours. Or even days. So I've honestly tried to stay away from them through this process, and for the most part I've been successful.
This weekend? Not so much. But it's really no big deal.
Yeah, I'll be pissed off when the scales show I've put on a few pounds. But I'm beginning to realize I'm more in control of this thing that I thought I was. Not in total control, mind you. But getting a little stronger every day.
And I suppose that's half the battle.
By the way, if you ever wanted to see a big, tough, sports talk show host cry, you should have been in Littlejohn Coliseum Friday afternoon for Samantha's graduation.
I was doing pretty well until the chorus - of which Sam is a member - sang "I Will Remember You."
Then ol' dad lost it, thinking back on her and how she's grown over the past 18 years.
In fact, it's happening again as I write this.
Time for me to go.
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Weigh-In Delay?
Today is weigh-in day, but I'm not sure I'm going to be able to get over to Clemson to hop on the scales.
Because of Mickey's attention being on his stepson, I'm doing both his show and mine. So, my timing is off. Can't get over there early, which I normally do. Before I've had anything to eat or drink.
Having already had breakfast this morning (low carb bowl from Hardee's), and the water I'll drink between now and 1 p.m., I won't get a true reading. At least I don't think I will.
Anyway, we'll see what happens. But if I don't get the results this week, we'll be back on track next Wednesday.
Because of Mickey's attention being on his stepson, I'm doing both his show and mine. So, my timing is off. Can't get over there early, which I normally do. Before I've had anything to eat or drink.
Having already had breakfast this morning (low carb bowl from Hardee's), and the water I'll drink between now and 1 p.m., I won't get a true reading. At least I don't think I will.
Anyway, we'll see what happens. But if I don't get the results this week, we'll be back on track next Wednesday.
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Prayers For A Co-Worker
Please keep my co-worker, Mickey Plyler, and his family in your thoughts and prayers today.
Mickey's step son, Ryan, was in a serious automobile accident Monday morning. Ryan has suffered a serious head injury, and his recovery is going to be a long, uphill battle. If he recovers. Right now, that's not a certainty.
He's currently in ICU at Greenville Memorial Hospital. The family - wife Kelli, Ryan's sister, and many others - are holding vigil over there as we speak and likely will be there for weeks.
If you want to drop him a note, his email address is mickeyplyler@hotmail.com. I know he'd greatly appreciate knowing more and more people have he and his family on their minds.
Mickey's step son, Ryan, was in a serious automobile accident Monday morning. Ryan has suffered a serious head injury, and his recovery is going to be a long, uphill battle. If he recovers. Right now, that's not a certainty.
He's currently in ICU at Greenville Memorial Hospital. The family - wife Kelli, Ryan's sister, and many others - are holding vigil over there as we speak and likely will be there for weeks.
If you want to drop him a note, his email address is mickeyplyler@hotmail.com. I know he'd greatly appreciate knowing more and more people have he and his family on their minds.
Sunday, June 1, 2008
Six Flags Success
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A chance to have a picture taken with an icon. A legend. How could you pass up such an opportunity? I tried to tell Bugs I was just a normal guy with a radio show, but he insisted on having his photo made with me.
Yeah, right. Anyway.
Still a little tired today, and my feet still hurt. But I welcome this kind of feeling. It came after I accomplished something - almost the way I used to feel after giving it everything I had on the field or court for a couple of hours.
A good hurt, if you will.
By the time we got parked, picked up our tickets, grouped up the kids and gave them their instructions, it was 11 a.m. I left the park at 8:15 to warm up the bus. So for better than nine hours, I was inside the Six Flag gates.
Now understand, when you're an adult waiting on kids at a large amusement park, there's going to be a lot of sitting. So I did get the usual rest opportunities.
But unlike last July, the rest stops were a matter of routine. Not feeling like a matter of life and death.
I walked around the whole park with no problems in my knees or my back. I had no trouble breathing. Even the areas where the walk was uphill, I did fine.
Again, I wasn't breaking any land speed records. But I wasn't getting left behind like I did last summer. Kept up the pace when we were on the move, and we were moving all day long.
Some of you will understand this, and some of you won't. But when you've allowed yourself to get in the shape I have over the last 22 years, something as simple as walking around an amusement park all day long is a reason to feel giddy, as I mentioned last night.
For the first 20 years of my life you couldn't keep me still. For the last 10, sometimes an act of congress couldn't have moved me.
How I felt this morning reminded me of that first chapter of my life.
Frankly, I'm ready for an encore.
Yeah, right. Anyway.
Still a little tired today, and my feet still hurt. But I welcome this kind of feeling. It came after I accomplished something - almost the way I used to feel after giving it everything I had on the field or court for a couple of hours.
A good hurt, if you will.
By the time we got parked, picked up our tickets, grouped up the kids and gave them their instructions, it was 11 a.m. I left the park at 8:15 to warm up the bus. So for better than nine hours, I was inside the Six Flag gates.
Now understand, when you're an adult waiting on kids at a large amusement park, there's going to be a lot of sitting. So I did get the usual rest opportunities.
But unlike last July, the rest stops were a matter of routine. Not feeling like a matter of life and death.
I walked around the whole park with no problems in my knees or my back. I had no trouble breathing. Even the areas where the walk was uphill, I did fine.
Again, I wasn't breaking any land speed records. But I wasn't getting left behind like I did last summer. Kept up the pace when we were on the move, and we were moving all day long.
Some of you will understand this, and some of you won't. But when you've allowed yourself to get in the shape I have over the last 22 years, something as simple as walking around an amusement park all day long is a reason to feel giddy, as I mentioned last night.
For the first 20 years of my life you couldn't keep me still. For the last 10, sometimes an act of congress couldn't have moved me.
How I felt this morning reminded me of that first chapter of my life.
Frankly, I'm ready for an encore.
Quick Update
Just walked in the door from Six Flags in Atlanta.
I'm tired, my feet hurt. But I'm happy. Bordering on giddy, even. No knee pain, no back pain, no struggling for breath after just a few minutes walk.
Night and day from last July.
More details in the morning. Got to get some sleep.
I'm tired, my feet hurt. But I'm happy. Bordering on giddy, even. No knee pain, no back pain, no struggling for breath after just a few minutes walk.
Night and day from last July.
More details in the morning. Got to get some sleep.
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