Everything started of great. Saturday morning I woke up and got the good news about my body fat measurements and got a little bit of cardio in.Then I went to a card game tournament for Star Wars: the Living Card Game( I did mention what a nerd I am right?). I won the whole thing which was pretty cool considering it is a game I don't really play a lot, and I was only going to have some fun. It also gave me a bye to the next level of tournament play. After I won the tournament I went to see my cousin's band Peace in Terror play. If you are a metal or hardcore fan go ahead and check them out. I stayed there from 3pm to about 11:30pm. During this time I took my starving teenage cousin to IHOP. I got steak and told them to hold the potatoes and got fruit instead. During the rest of the show I danced (fast forward to 1:32 for the meat and potatoes) and sweated my balls off. All in all a nice fun evening.
Sunday afternoon I worked. Sunday night my wife( who still has yet to tell me her super hero name) and my youngest child, "Robin" returned form a trip to Florida. I had been left to my own devices for almost an entire week and I did alright. So, I am thankful that I have survival skills. The three of us went to Chipotle. I ate a bowl with no rice, extra steak and veggies, and some guacamole and sour cream. Nothing too bad for me in there.
Monday I had a day off from work. So I went to my nutrition class at the gym. I drank my water and ate well. Can't remember exactly what I ate. That will change soon. Then I went back to the gym and we did a free weight class focusing on legs. It worked. My legs were in so much pain for the next two days. At work It was excruciating walking up and down stairs.
Thursday was my next day off. I didn't wake up in time to go to my circuit training class. I felt a little guilty for not doing that and not getting to my honey do list. So I mowed most of the backyard until the trash can was full. and the bag on the mower was full. I took the bins to the curb and did some other stuff around the house. Happy wife happy life right? Baby Robin has been teething and so my wife brought him into our bed and gave him a teething ring which seemed to soothe him a bit. So, since he was up he wanted to play and pulled my hair and hit my face while i was trying to get some rest for a long day ahead.
Friday was when it all started slipping away. I worked 7am-11pm. I still managed to pack a healthy lunch. But, I didn't drink hardly any water and I was exhausted. I also ate half a donut in an attempt to make myself feel like I was eating healthy. A friend of mine has a little party every year that goes all weekend. A bunch of us get together to play games and have some beers and socialize. Despite not sleeping enough the night before I decided to go play some games. Perhaps due to the lack of sleep I made a right turn in the fog and hit the curb on the left hand side of my car and blew both passenger tires. I played a couple games and got a ride home and broke down and told my wife what happened.
My wife, who may not have a super hero name yet, is the most deserving of a super hero name. She got up with my oldest son ("Dick Grayson/Nightwing") and the baby. She drove me to work and went to my friends house and got my car towed to a tire place. I worked 8 am-11pm in another brutal day. I also ate like shit. My wife had bought pizza the night before for her and the kids. She got me a calzone to take in my lunch. The thing was ginormous. So we cut it into thirds and I took one piece for lunch, and two slices of pizza for dinner. I also had a grapefruit, some beef jerky and cashews which I didn't touch.
My awesome wife picked me up at 11pm and brought me home where my car was sitting in the driveway like nothing happened. I thanked her for everything and headed to my friends house and had the first beer I have had since the NFC Championship game. I came home abut an hour later and crawled into bed to end a long week.
There was a point to all of this. I am not going to sugar coat my experiences to make it seem like this is all so easy. I have seen all the get rich/thin/sexy schemes I care to see. But, I am also not going to stop because of a few setbacks.This week has pushed me to the limits in a lot of ways. Some I haven't shared with you all yet. I will get there if you give me time. The important thing is I am still standing. I may have set myself back a step or two. That also has to be okay because there is nothing I can do to go backwards and make it not happen. So, I will move forward to try to catch up to where I was and succeed a little more than I fail each time.
That means:
- Keep the water flowing. Hydration has been key in this battle for me.
- Get back to the gym when I can. I need to go at least once a week if not more. I can't get too comfortable not doing things.
- Knowing that I have family and friends who I can count on if everything falls to shit.
- Doing more around the house can help on days that I can't or don't want to go to the gym. Balancing my family duties is just as important as getting healthy and an important part OF getting healthy.
- Keep looking forward.
I hope to have a better report next time as I get rid of Fatdad on my way to becoming Batdad. Thanks for reading.
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