tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214250142024-03-12T17:50:33.790-07:00BecomingANew.MeThis is a journey of one mans quest to lose weight in a safe healthy manner.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger54125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21425014.post-60990054950979087762021-07-13T06:39:00.000-07:002021-07-13T06:40:06.882-07:00Week two results<div dir="ltr" data-ogsc="" style=""> <div></div> <div> <div dir="ltr"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_MKV5Ka6bZU-2L-Bd78mUgdt8LMmBs2bg0V_dJfDPh6qfCZHTzxx8TbhFT15s4BpxWxyF3Kbz8YNfiWZAS4qjjfG99zB4M_izBMjN0GfUj25xqm8kdjuEqlp-5hvZKVRlh4xR/s1600/Image-706918.jpeg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_MKV5Ka6bZU-2L-Bd78mUgdt8LMmBs2bg0V_dJfDPh6qfCZHTzxx8TbhFT15s4BpxWxyF3Kbz8YNfiWZAS4qjjfG99zB4M_izBMjN0GfUj25xqm8kdjuEqlp-5hvZKVRlh4xR/s320/Image-706918.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6984405410474974194" /></a><br> </div> <div id="ms-outlook-mobile-signature" dir="ltr"> <div><br> </div> Here are my week two results since starting the Fort Worth Memories challenge. Down 6.8 # since starting, on target for my 15# loss for the month.</div> </div> </div> Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21425014.post-50968400057278050882021-06-28T06:43:00.001-07:002021-06-28T06:43:23.630-07:00Official start of Fort Worth Memories weight loss challenge<div dir="auto"><div><a href="https://www.facebook.com/groups/fortworthmemories/permalink/2026402344182185/">https://www.facebook.com/groups/fortworthmemories/permalink/2026402344182185/</a></div></div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZRZMx7a8QtXkYKVW0fwXyAX88ubdkMUdwBnlQ-XtEyw4xkfEoR6xGVXL7KZKWpl4tjr9dPWBbHPbjlqhyDcicxzpChqhcJJo0FkO2Dr7QMwS6wOxBuInWWBWvfP4EUNrbt8LM/s1600/IMG_0801-703643.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZRZMx7a8QtXkYKVW0fwXyAX88ubdkMUdwBnlQ-XtEyw4xkfEoR6xGVXL7KZKWpl4tjr9dPWBbHPbjlqhyDcicxzpChqhcJJo0FkO2Dr7QMwS6wOxBuInWWBWvfP4EUNrbt8LM/s320/IMG_0801-703643.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6978839979673849314" /></a></div> Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21425014.post-48980502753159865162021-04-23T22:00:00.000-07:002021-04-23T22:01:10.456-07:00This is it, finally!! Day one here I come.<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho4Q7nT7x8z34bujooks69utBYXmzt-5zpn7-91N6OOjSxT_iBjvOpQlxShxADbSWqCL_ZrA7p5qutuFWF3WNGSdo7Y11ifIVCxIdgRgo8GAIEul4hZHYwc7_YMs9kNctNFbIp/s1600/A39350C0-1F83-49C4-B769-7C6CDD10B704remote9c80bea0d7a8599698e083c88c12b9b80fca82ef-1-original-770534.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho4Q7nT7x8z34bujooks69utBYXmzt-5zpn7-91N6OOjSxT_iBjvOpQlxShxADbSWqCL_ZrA7p5qutuFWF3WNGSdo7Y11ifIVCxIdgRgo8GAIEul4hZHYwc7_YMs9kNctNFbIp/s320/A39350C0-1F83-49C4-B769-7C6CDD10B704remote9c80bea0d7a8599698e083c88c12b9b80fca82ef-1-original-770534.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6954584870331176210" /></a></div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">I'm tired of being trapped in this prison. I'm tired of being alive and want to start truly living!!</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">This is the biggest I've ever been. I can't blame anyone but myself, and I don't. When I had weight loss surgery I wasn't truly ready. I didn't do it for me, I did it more to placate my dad and family. </div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">I lost weight (see archive) but wasn't prepared mentally and ultimately sabataged it because I was rebelling.</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">I'm going to use this as my journal and getting back to updating on a more regular basis.</div> Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21425014.post-36830812154596083032021-01-07T01:26:00.001-08:002021-01-07T01:26:56.712-08:00Enough is enough ... Time to break free!!<div dir="ltr" data-ogsc="" style=""> <div>When you finally get sick and tired of being sick and tired you will make changes, for me today was that day.</div> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> <div dir="ltr">I'm sad. I'm tired of just existing. I am a prisoner of my own obesity. I have become trapped in an apartment because I am too far to drive.</div> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> <div dir="ltr">I have nobody to blame but myself. I tried to find happiness through someone else's love and attention only to come to the realization woman are just as shallow as I am. I had one girl tell me she couldn't introduce me to her parents because they wouldn't be able to get past my size.</div> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> <div dir="ltr">Today was surreal I had been anticipating this date since Nov 3rd because I felt the truth would prevail and the blatant election fraud would be exposed. </div> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> <div dir="ltr">Then to see those I was counting on to secure justice fail me one by one made me feel more sad than when I lost my city council election or state representative race. However I realized I can do nothing from my apartment. I must get in the game and get off the couch.</div> <div dir="ltr"><br> </div> <div dir="ltr">It starts now.</div> </div> Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21425014.post-12889426809763277062020-12-26T18:32:00.001-08:002020-12-26T18:32:59.208-08:00A open letter to my oldestM,<div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">I'm not sure what to write. My therapist said to write a letter and tear it up. So this will be my attempt then after that I'll be released and supposedly will no longer be blocked by it and free to improve.</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">Divorce sucks for everyone. This makes ten years since the divorce. A divorce that I didn't want, I take responsibility for my actions. I suck as a dad, and probably did as a husband as well. But how can someone improve if the other person won't even give you a chance.</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">You're 😡 I think, but how the hell could I even know, I text and get nothing, DM nothing, even write hand written letters and still get 🦗</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">At my current weight I've probably got 5 years based on my last Dr visit. It really sucks losing a parent, especially when it was preventable. The sad thing is I don't care. I need purpose something that I've been lacking in a consistent basis for a long time. I've had spurts but nothing. </div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">I look at you and your siblings as the one bright spot in my otherwise dreary existence. Do you even know why you're angry? Just know I'll always be here loving and missing you. I truly wish I could undo whatever I did to cause your pain.</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">In the mean time I'm going to get up repeat and restart my journey to health and happiness.</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">Dad</div> Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21425014.post-52222289937077508502020-09-20T21:24:00.001-07:002020-09-20T21:24:09.929-07:00Another weigh in set back<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNeXAvg-r2b91yzQ2quLPqt2a-VLAOoXEmd25xO-GDITiw-PRjiLlTTDSAwirj-m0Xxx6qZ9HmjT9QUfU9C8EDzS25vPCz79IW-Inb6v6R5mBrZm9QT_BB-BAwgSP-Vw3uOecl/s1600/IMG_0243-749971.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNeXAvg-r2b91yzQ2quLPqt2a-VLAOoXEmd25xO-GDITiw-PRjiLlTTDSAwirj-m0Xxx6qZ9HmjT9QUfU9C8EDzS25vPCz79IW-Inb6v6R5mBrZm9QT_BB-BAwgSP-Vw3uOecl/s320/IMG_0243-749971.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6874792017545847778" /></a></p>
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<br>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21425014.post-60674374409878430392019-07-19T03:53:00.001-07:002019-07-19T03:53:21.806-07:00Laser focused. Kilamanjaro bound.<div dir="auto" style="direction: ltr; margin: 0; padding: 0; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; color: black; "> <br> </div> <div dir="auto" style="direction: ltr; margin: 0; padding: 0; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; color: black; "> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpLqtPLkYIKhwAKpPrpCiJQYPwJxguVuIZD3ripLXeOGeZYkN3gi3Fny5m1TWZ_-5xtbo5zDN0ljIjjri0dXQ5N-a6RGyZi4Rbf3_kTg2GpEcH93rBRHldiuh15HUNrjSmjobZ/s1600/20190719_053348-701835.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpLqtPLkYIKhwAKpPrpCiJQYPwJxguVuIZD3ripLXeOGeZYkN3gi3Fny5m1TWZ_-5xtbo5zDN0ljIjjri0dXQ5N-a6RGyZi4Rbf3_kTg2GpEcH93rBRHldiuh15HUNrjSmjobZ/s320/20190719_053348-701835.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6715325686889686866" /></a><br> <br> <br> </div> <div dir="auto" style="direction: ltr; margin: 0; padding: 0; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; color: black; "> <span id="OutlookSignature"> <div dir="auto" style="direction: ltr; margin: 0; padding: 0; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; color: black; "> <br> <br> <br> <br> <br> </div> </span><br> </div> Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21425014.post-90236723011383016472019-07-15T08:39:00.001-07:002019-07-15T08:39:15.599-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEQVj3qPoZUN9udeWbxbLkR8k1u18zRqH64a0VKK4vQUUxqopjY0VYAGyIf9mznMDRCAd-4SpTVoio-uZ-KH7Q3AmAOVfChRRglMmnhoHJ6x2BZz_VBhQdaBwcJIA-WIoAe2gj/s1600/image1-755612.jpeg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEQVj3qPoZUN9udeWbxbLkR8k1u18zRqH64a0VKK4vQUUxqopjY0VYAGyIf9mznMDRCAd-4SpTVoio-uZ-KH7Q3AmAOVfChRRglMmnhoHJ6x2BZz_VBhQdaBwcJIA-WIoAe2gj/s320/image1-755612.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6713915021875599266" /></a> Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21425014.post-82294040817042226682019-06-30T16:07:00.001-07:002019-06-30T16:07:43.276-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21425014.post-54090114306344202462017-11-10T06:41:00.001-08:002017-11-10T06:41:11.951-08:00My latest project<div><br> <br> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl1KhgaAOXXa6S1jC9LWEsSptd3NoDNRE8ob4YHfhvq9MEpFwcksSYzEwtv-FeGRrwnXumGVHL6jkhuNAA9SgBLOMZU2BUo1cyfD4mJF0ZSq7sz8LX6rZwJje4VynY5dycSUWC/s1600/B37BE2DD-0934-4307-8901-AA659950A161-771953.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl1KhgaAOXXa6S1jC9LWEsSptd3NoDNRE8ob4YHfhvq9MEpFwcksSYzEwtv-FeGRrwnXumGVHL6jkhuNAA9SgBLOMZU2BUo1cyfD4mJF0ZSq7sz8LX6rZwJje4VynY5dycSUWC/s320/B37BE2DD-0934-4307-8901-AA659950A161-771953.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6486795933633342786" /></a></div> <div><br> <br> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_bxS7kFcoFX0Q5kWlBbu07MhHMBY5eZ9Vstu_jamkiVdl_UDkkOnN2DLOk8-hZkDoBKJXLfZyE_5IkU65GD6C_DlLuGYfWq54WKVwxtiwq6QizBxrJiMxL-FVptU7q0peJw68/s1600/4850718D-24DA-455C-9BCD-E28E489E0406-773804.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_bxS7kFcoFX0Q5kWlBbu07MhHMBY5eZ9Vstu_jamkiVdl_UDkkOnN2DLOk8-hZkDoBKJXLfZyE_5IkU65GD6C_DlLuGYfWq54WKVwxtiwq6QizBxrJiMxL-FVptU7q0peJw68/s320/4850718D-24DA-455C-9BCD-E28E489E0406-773804.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6486795943797085106" /></a></div> <div><br> <p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; color: rgb(69, 69, 69);"> <span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">LinkedIn friends I need your help! The picture on the left is my father's 2nd lieutenant commission photo prior to Vietnam, and the one on the left was his final picture before retiring as a Colonel.</span></p> <p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; color: rgb(69, 69, 69); min-height: 20.3px;"> <span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;"></span><br> </p> <p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; color: rgb(69, 69, 69);"> <span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">This is where I need your help. My father was helicopter pilot during Vietnam and I'm working to get him the congressional medal of honor for one of his acts of heroism during one of his missions. I am doing this without his knowledge. I have his service records and we even have confirmation from one of the people he saved, but need help tracking down the other officer involved. </span></p> <p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; color: rgb(69, 69, 69); min-height: 20.3px;"> <span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;"></span><br> </p> <p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; color: rgb(69, 69, 69);"> <span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">My father found out about what I was doing and sent me the following narrative of events....</span></p> <p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; color: rgb(69, 69, 69); min-height: 20.3px;"> <span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;"></span><br> </p> <p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; color: rgb(69, 69, 69);"> <span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">During the October-November 1967 time frame. I was the aircraft commander. The warrant officer on the right in the photo was the copilot. The other two are the enlisted crew. While flying command and control for an infantry unit I had a colonel in the back with his interpreter. The Colonel ask me over the intercom if I would make an emergency medical evacuation. He said he had wounded on the ground and medivacs would not go in because of the intense enemy fire. I told him I would go if he went with me but if he would not go then I would not go. He went with me. </span></p> <p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; color: rgb(69, 69, 69); min-height: 20.3px;"> <span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;"></span><br> </p> <p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; color: rgb(69, 69, 69);"> <span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">I landed under fire and got the wounded. Then we went in again at a near by site and got some more. The second time the colonel got out in the rice paddy to help load the wounded. I had to hover the helicopter because I could not sit it down in the muddy rice paddy. Shrapnel hit my leg so hard I thought my leg was blown off but I finally got nerve to look and saw I had not even a wound. A total of 6 wounded were recovered. </span></p> <p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; color: rgb(69, 69, 69); min-height: 20.3px;"> <span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;"></span><br> </p> <p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; color: rgb(69, 69, 69);"> <span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">After taking them to taunsaut in Saigon I shut down the helicopter to inspect it for damage. The colonel ask me for my service number and said he was going to write me up for the highest award he could get through channels. He said he was so scared while on the ground thinking I was going to leave him there. I told him I was only doing my job. All told my crew of 4 and the colonel's crew of 2 and 6 wounded for a total of 12. </span></p> <p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; color: rgb(69, 69, 69);"> <span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">The unit was the 17 th assault helicopter company. We were stationed at Long Bien. </span></p> <p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; color: rgb(69, 69, 69);"> <span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">Don't know where any flight after action reports would be found. The crew could relate but I don't know their names. At least this is the correct bit of information.</span></p> <p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; color: rgb(69, 69, 69); min-height: 20.3px;"> <span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;"></span><br> </p> <p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; color: rgb(69, 69, 69);"> <span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">I was that attitude that he and so many of "the silent generation" have that makes them so great! It was just recently he said that he regrets not telling the officer his name which is what prompted my project. I have talked to my connections in the Pentagon and DoD but don't have anyone in the proper areas to track down the other officer involved or navigate the process. </span></p> <p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; color: rgb(69, 69, 69); min-height: 20.3px;"> <span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;"></span><br> </p> <p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; color: rgb(69, 69, 69);"> <span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">Again I am doing this to get him the recognition he and so many others deserve for his service during the Vietnam war.</span></p> </div> <div><br> </div> Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21425014.post-21381963289786000432016-08-24T23:06:00.001-07:002016-08-24T23:06:16.872-07:0030 lbs from the 3's!! Woot Woot!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ6GKprP7ZG-lXalYOny_x4bCGUlGbVds8f3WtDsr3Hj8HNOgmuFHBioBs5XFpVaPv3TX1Ht62x3f82SEHzIQ2gj3qWUS3Dn2Y4AeLQVtNHj18EnJUQY9X6EY9CnXJQuaWN7F4/s1600/Image-776874.png"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ6GKprP7ZG-lXalYOny_x4bCGUlGbVds8f3WtDsr3Hj8HNOgmuFHBioBs5XFpVaPv3TX1Ht62x3f82SEHzIQ2gj3qWUS3Dn2Y4AeLQVtNHj18EnJUQY9X6EY9CnXJQuaWN7F4/s320/Image-776874.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6322643595494707906" /></a><br>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21425014.post-16308307745427497982016-07-01T08:25:00.001-07:002016-07-01T08:25:36.456-07:00Sixteen months and 230+ lighter later.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFR4YfR5jBInfY5xgvBt1vY2nrxf5LLef43waMSuH6D1RIJxl07ab4BlMgaXHH9GVoEAuUhZWdYfrUcY_JYJEae8IBl8T2zDdg74cyJkgq6rZKxAvjKotBjRVIGhC_uOXR6B2D/s1600/Image-736456.png"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFR4YfR5jBInfY5xgvBt1vY2nrxf5LLef43waMSuH6D1RIJxl07ab4BlMgaXHH9GVoEAuUhZWdYfrUcY_JYJEae8IBl8T2zDdg74cyJkgq6rZKxAvjKotBjRVIGhC_uOXR6B2D/s320/Image-736456.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6302378042895390482" /></a><br><br><div>And sixteen months or 230 pounds lighter.</div><div><br></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsDsCfCkaCY-PBKKcHdGdzQiyr2pX1FG8Pr8rWhUJBFdQpj5knutL-u4Ft5yr-ODYFM2vEgu5bcd_MRN_prWXLv0xTcPHkWR6sdScO2rmsDOKkUdchOtJgdKOWC4sRzqQJWKGK/s1600/Image-1-737399.png"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsDsCfCkaCY-PBKKcHdGdzQiyr2pX1FG8Pr8rWhUJBFdQpj5knutL-u4Ft5yr-ODYFM2vEgu5bcd_MRN_prWXLv0xTcPHkWR6sdScO2rmsDOKkUdchOtJgdKOWC4sRzqQJWKGK/s320/Image-1-737399.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6302378050033989762" /></a><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21425014.post-1854152447061637972016-07-01T07:48:00.001-07:002016-07-01T07:48:32.408-07:00Fifteen months and 230+ down later.<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilMbPBahDsd2_SwCIob30N10OSxt0VS-IqoLG-LYXjSpryVy1U-88KWZmwH3HT59LuWxcgmMZBQaEtH-9rLvGBr_l8s4X2JRTZy9G_JO6P0y4UE_ANkR4FC4GvlmGfE7ixE5Qf/s1600/image2-712408.PNG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilMbPBahDsd2_SwCIob30N10OSxt0VS-IqoLG-LYXjSpryVy1U-88KWZmwH3HT59LuWxcgmMZBQaEtH-9rLvGBr_l8s4X2JRTZy9G_JO6P0y4UE_ANkR4FC4GvlmGfE7ixE5Qf/s320/image2-712408.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6302368491572483394" /></a></p>
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<br>It's amazing how the protein shakes fill me up, and I've learned how to tell three signals my stomach is sending, the only issue I've had is a minor flare up of gout which is apparently fairly common since the dramatic changes and the new higher amounts of protein present post op.
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<br>A few observations, first I was one that thought surgery was cheating and if I last a significant amount of weight it would be discounted or dismissed because of having the surgery; I got past that and now realize I've got to put in the work and the surgery is just one of the tools in my arsenal. Secondly I realize that I looked as my final days as "my last days" and as such actually gained weight to my highest point ever, 670 pounds! It seemed in the final two weeks prior to surgery I went to every favorite restaurant and ate my favorite meals and drank plenty of soda to wash it down! Lastly I know there are ways to sabotage the surgery so it will still come down to my willingness to treat foods as fuel and not as the addiction they were.
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<br>I've been on liquids for ten days and must say I'm impressed with how big a difference the surgery makes eliminating the hunger pains, with my surgery the portion of my stomach containing the hormone grellin was removed and left the upper portion of my stomach with the receptors that tell the brain your full, and it doesn't take much now!
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<br>I'm going to work on updating this, and have been logging my " foods" I.e cream of chicken and cream of cheese soups (all 4 ounces at a time)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21425014.post-56583697171537403182014-02-05T01:35:00.000-08:002014-02-05T08:32:14.454-08:00Better late than never. Hope you're having a great 2014 <p>I know it's little late for New Years resolutions, and since I don't do resolutions I guess it's okay. However, in 2014 I want things to be different, I know I know (said it before and I've tried multiple times before) but this year it's going to be different (at least I'll tell myself that).</p>
<p>I'd love feedback to see if it's just me or do others struggle with sabotaging myself. The stakes have never been higher, right before Christmas I had a scare and had to spend a few days in the hospital. Turns out it was just anxiety, however I thought I was having a heart attack and was nervous because I knew with my size there is not a whole lot they can do. I had one of my doctors that had attended to me in the past and he was very blunt and told me how it was. I find that very refreshing because so often I'd love for doctors to tell me hey lose weight or you're going to die, but it seems in these days of politically correctness theyre afraid or don't want to step on any toes, instead of choosing to remain silent and just let the morbidly obese die and quietly fade into the darkness to be forgotten by everyone other than those who truly love them.
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<p>My doctor informed me that because of my weight it's very likely that if I would've had a heart attack they wouldn't have been able to operate because of my size and the weight capacity of the operating table not being able to support me. There were also multiple different test that they normally perform when someone has symptoms of a heart attack, that they couldn't because of my size. One of them being the MRI, again because of the weight capacity of the MRI machine, so they wound up doing an ultrasound, however due to the fatty tissue they couldn't really get much of a indication. So ultimately it boiled down to them relying on me not having any proteins in my urine which are normally indicative of someone who is had a heart attack.
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<p>Yet despite all this when I was finally released a few days later I still found myself lacking motivation nor the true desire to change what ultimately has to change, that being my eating habits.
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<p>However, it's a new day today, I guess just the fact that I'm willing to start writing this down and thinking about what I need to do it is a step in the right direction.
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<p>I'd love any feedback and look forward to getting to know you better. I hope you have a great day and great week. Good luck with your journey!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21425014.post-39055706811331430882013-09-04T06:32:00.001-07:002013-09-04T06:32:46.577-07:00A new start and direction<span style="background-color: white; color: #500050; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">I just wanted to drop a quick note to let everyone know starting tomorrow I will start updating the blog daily with the reasons behind my motivation to lose weight. It will have the usual reasons commonly cited as well as others offering insight into my background and future plans.</span><br />
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I won't be able to run it, but i'm going to start hitting the gym hard, it's great having a carrot to keep me going! Another example how we can learn so much from our kids!!</div> <div><br></div><div style>Well i'm going to try and start posting more consistently. Good luck with your goals and hope you have a great week!</div> </div> Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21425014.post-87894551008485128692012-08-12T12:29:00.001-07:002012-08-12T12:29:55.328-07:00A new kind of therapy... hopefully :)Well I may regret it but i've decided to dabble in stand up comedy. I've always had a knack for helping others laugh, and after seeing some other aspiring comics feel what the heck. I'm working on my routine and will try it out in the upcoming weeks.If you'd like to keep up with it you can follow me @militantfatman on twitter.<br> <br>As far as the weight loss goes, I haven't weighed (but plan on tomorrow morn) but have been excersizing. I have to go to the hospital to weigh and with my schedule it just hasn't happened. Either way i'll let you know how it turns out. Hope you are having a great weekend, drop me a line I always appreciate the feedback.<br> Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21425014.post-33879685000962578382012-05-17T05:24:00.001-07:002012-05-17T05:24:33.647-07:00My plea for help to a local radio station<p style="margin-bottom:0in"><font face="Tunga, sans-serif">Thanks for doing this. Yesterday as I listened I began to reflect and cry as I pondered past choices, and memories. My Life Changing Decision occurred in 2006 when I left my stable job to embark on a journey to pursue my passion and ultimately cost me my marriage.</font></p> <p style="margin-bottom:0in"><font face="Tunga, sans-serif">To understand this a little better let me give you some background. I weighed almost 600 pounds and was hospitalized due to an injury I received while trying to lose weight. It was during that stay that one of the doctors asked me what I did and after hearing my response and lack of purpose suggested if I didn't make some real changes to both health and career I'd be dead in 5-10 years because of my weight. I was married for almost eleven years during which I added three incredible children and ballooned almost 300 pounds.</font></p> <p style="margin-bottom:0in"><font face="Tunga, sans-serif">Eventually I topped out at 667 #! I tried out for The Biggest Loser 4 times and finally one of the local producers told me candidly I was too fat for the show. I have a passion to help motivate families make healthier choices and change the increasing trend of childhood obesity, the only problem is I can't motivate myself to get to my "after"</font></p> <p style="margin-bottom:0in"><font face="Tunga, sans-serif">As I listened I realized I lost all my support with the divorce, and have finally gotten past the excuses. I'm asking, no i'm pleading for your help, I want to help others but can't seem to help myself.</font></p><div><br></div> Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21425014.post-71282903751108097222011-09-05T02:47:00.001-07:002011-09-05T02:47:25.105-07:00Why the self sabotage .... argh! Any good therapist out there?!It's been a bit rough lately, I am going to try a new old method of weight loss. That being a nutritional shake fast/meal replacement. I am officially going on a family cruise Nov 27th for a week, it's a blessing and a curse, the blessing obviously being a week long cruise, the curse being it will be my first post divorce "family function" and the last one prior to that was with my wife kids and her family. The quotes are due to the fact it is going to consist of, my father, brother and his wife, sister and her husband, and nephew along with wife and my two other single nephews (both in early twenties). As far as the cruise goes i'm sure it will be splendid, Royal Caribbean 7 day Western Caribbean, you can't go wrong with that. However being a self professed "man of size" I must confess there are some logistical issues. Now for any non obese individual you may want to check out to the next paragraph for everyone else i'll share the details. On a cruise the bathrooms are EXTREMELY tight, I mean shower right next to the commode, which is one of those wall mounted jobs (weight limit 350 lbs) which I literally do a semi squat so not to rest my full weight on the commode/break it. On my last cruise (which was in 2007 or 2008) I weighed in at a tiny 465 lbs (please note sarcasm) and was on an weight loss mission, we're talking I used the gym on the Disney Magic and even worked out with a trainer! <br> <br>For me to get to that weight it would require right at a 100 lbs weight loss in 12 weeks. That's manageable/realistic right (again with the sarcasm), now I must confess when I did the program before (circa 1994 and 2009) I did lose right at 100 lbs in 12 weeks, however I was 24 and 39 not 41! This time is different, I never had issues of non eating/binge eating like I've been suffering from recently. The frustrating part is I know the nutritional steps I need to be doing eating wise and still don't do it. I've even taken graduate level courses in biochemistry, organic chemistry and nutrition and know the scientific undertones.However that doesn't seem to trump the lacking mental aspect i'm now dealing with. For the first time I really am starting to feel the desire to retreat and not leave the house. I went to get the newspaper and a guy rides by on a Harley and yells "lose weight" I felt like yelling hey a$# hole I've lost over 100 lbs from my heaviest weight! I know I just have to "do it" but am frustrated and want to know what's changed, i've tried starting this a couple of times and can't make it though a day, i'll blend a shake, drink it then at midnight or later go to Taco Bell or WhataBurger, and drop $20 on a meal. This after me doing the same plan twice in my life, both times over months each duration and losing over 100 lbs each time, that's another story :)<br> <br>Well i'm going to get started officially on Tuesday with my weigh in, and tomorrow/later today i'm going to go for drinking 8 glasses of water and skipping the $20 meal tap at insert fast food restaurant of choice. I'm also going to shoot to start updating blog at least three times a week, we'll see on that one :) Hope you have a safe and great Labor day!<br> Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21425014.post-86263644545763895952011-08-21T19:04:00.001-07:002011-08-21T19:04:06.114-07:00Some hard truths I'm finally ready to accept.I'm working on a really exciting new project that will be huge when it comes to fruition, however it's going to require me to lose weight, a lot of it for it to happen, since it's in the fitness industry. I want to become a personal trainer, however this project is much bigger than that. It's really scary thinking about it, but I realized this weekend it's going to come down to me, nobody else can do it. I know that sounds so obvious but ultimately that is the case for all of those trying to be healthy or lose weight. Regardless of how much support you have it boils down to me or you, we make the choices on what we eat or whether or not to exercise. It's an excuse and crutch i've used for over ten years when I was married, my wife didn't support my efforts and ultimately helped me add 300 + pounds. That was my excuse, it's easier to blame someone else than to accept responsibility, well today i'm going on record, I was lazy and chose the couch over the gym. I needed a cheerleader, and unfortunately that wasn't my wife, now after a year being divorced i'm gonna fess up.<br> <br>I went to Dallas this past weekend to try out for Biggest Loser, maybe the fourth time would be the charm... well nope it wasn't. The last time I tried out was with my wife about 2-3 years ago. I have told myself I needed to have someone to push me and hold me accountable, this is true, but they're not gonna do it. It sucks, but I can either "Just do it" or die prematurely, it's that simple. Don't want to be a downer but it finally clicked, even with friends, nobody can do it for me. So i'm going to do it this week, i'm going to write down some goals and get back too the basics, I know what I need to do, now I've just gotta do it. Hope you have a great week, drop me a line if you need any encouragement i'd love to help.<br> Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0