Weighed myself this morning.
There was a tiny, little voice in my head saying, “Wait a minute, scale’s broke.”
There’s a scale at the gym and I hopped on it last week, so I knew the number would be good.
Just not that good.
I’m only one week in and only have NINE MORE POUNDS TO GO.
Not celebrating yet, as I realize that there could be a week or two where nothing happens.
A few interesting notes:
I’ve only done one honest day of NEPA.
Just no time this go-round and I’m focused on maintaining strength.
Instead, what I’ve done is run HARD for 5 minutes as a warm-up before my workouts.
I start at 10.5-11.0 MPH for the first minute and gradually dial my way down to 4.6 MPH for the last minute.
Totally revved up and ready to go once I step off.
After my workout (M-W-F), I hop back on and repeat at a slightly slower tempo, as the workout has kicked my ass.
I try to burn 100 cals before and after the workout, per the treadmill (yes, I know it may not be accurate at all).
No V-Burn, either.
My right shoulder’s still a mess and I can’t even do one hand walkout right now.
I did interval jump roping instead, which gets the heart rate almost as high as the advanced V-Burn did during round 1.
Since I’m not taking the HOT-ROX, I’m drinking a fair amount of Diet Coke.
No cravings for crap foods AT ALL.
I was Jonesing for steak yesterday, so we had sirloin, a great vinaigrette salad, eggs over easy, spinach, grilled yellow/orange/red peppers and strawberries.
Ummmm, why the hell do we ever go out to eat?
Life is good.
OTOH, my wife’s gained 2 pounds.
I told her to focus on the measurements, and she refused to do before/after photos.
She’s had a few cheats already.
It’s too bad, because if you do this half-assed, you get even less than half-assed results.
She decided to switch to one meal/day.
Okey-dokey, it ain’t the V-Diet.
My wife’s not me, and thank God she’s not, because there’s only room in this house for one hard-driving, maniacal A-hole.
So hopefully she makes some changes and continues to move in a DRAMATICALLY healthier direction- something she’s made great strides on in the last few weeks.
One thing that I really like about the V-diet is that it taps into that psychotic, man-on-a-mission part of me in a way that nothing else quite has.
Over the years, I’ve done a lot to kind of cover up that aspect, in an effort to… conform, maybe? That’s not really the word.
Whatever it is, I think I’ve done my family and myself a disservice by trying to be moderate.
Peter Drucker said that the only time something gets done is when you have a monomaniac with a mission on board.
Instead of trying to mute that, I’m choosing to celebrate it.
When you direct that energy in a positive (and non-destructive) manner, things really start to happen.
IN A HURRY.
I’ve already taken a lot of the lessons I learned in Round 1 to my business, my finances, as a youth sports coach, and in my personal life, and it’s been paying spectacular dividends.
In addition, along with cutting out the fat, I’ve made it a priority to cut out the bullshit in my life that I’d been putting up with or tolerating for far too long… just like tolerating myself being a strong guy, but a fatass nonetheless.
There’s SO much more to this process than just losing a few pounds.
I hope you’re getting this.
If not, snap to and take notice.
Part of this process is also coming to peace with the fact that hardly anyone’s going to be as committed or passionate about this, or anything else for that matter, as you are.
And being okay with it.
And maturing to the point where you don’t feel the need to belittle or judge others for their lack of commitment, discipline, or simply for their ill-conceived, ass-backward point of view.
For me, that’s Part II.