Well, I'm back to blogging.
  
I have officially hit the point on my weight loss  journey where it's time to REALLY get serious. I looked in the mirror; I looked  at the scale. I know, I know... "I'm up." My friends have heard it all before.  But I am officially higher, MUCH higher, than I want to be.
  
I know where I got derailed. Before I lost weight, my  thing was fast food and starches. I wasn't really too big (pun intended) on  sugar and candy, particularly chocolate. But with the onset of our Awana  children's ministry year, we began keeping chocolate and sodas in the Awana  office as a respite for our Awana workers on Wednesday nights. Some of them are  convinced that enough chocolate and caffeine will help them keep up with the  stress, I think. Well, I would come through the office, or near the office,  during the week, and stop by and grab a small handful of little chocolate  candies. After all, they're really little - mostly those little bite-sized  Hershey milk chocolate, dark chocolate, Mr. Goodbar, and Krackle bars. Sometimes  bite-sized Snickers, Milky Way, and Three Musketeers. I'd scarf that handful  down, and later on, I'd do it again. Two or three times a day I would do this. I  wasn't stealing them, because I paid for them out of my own pocket... and I  always made sure that there was plenty for the workers on Wednesday  night.
  
I'd inch up a little on the scale, and would tell the  PHC folks, "It's just water - it will come right back off." And more often than  not, I was exactly right. I held my weight very well between 215 and 217  throughout the summer, at one point holding it dead on 216 for 6 weeks in a row.  But Awana started up, the candy became easier to get to, and I began seeing the  scale inch up. We went to Florida in early November, and I have to confess that  I pretty much ate a whole bag of them on the way there (I was driving, and  trying to stay alert). On the way back, I bought another bag, and ate some of  those. I bravely put the rest in the Awana office when we got back.... and ate  on them the week after.
  
"Facts are our friends", Johnny Hunt likes to say, and  so I finally looked on a bag of those little chocolates to see what kind of  calories I had been casually tossing back. THREE of those little bite-sized bars  are a serving, and they range from 40 to about 70 calories PER PIECE. Ten or  twelve of those bars, and I was unwittingly (or deliberately ignorantly)  consuming an entire day's worth of calories when compared to what I was eating  during the competition (about 900 calories a day). Then breakfast, lunch,  and dinner on top of all that, plus a couple of snacks, and I came to the stark  realization that I was consuming upwards of 2000 calories a day. Note: you  cannot lose weight on 2000 calories per day. For someone my size, that will be a  slow, steady gain.
  
Wednesday night I watched, "Where Are They Now?", a  Biggest Loser special. I watched as the former winners from seasons 1-9 (minus  Michelle from season 6) came into a room for a healthy Thanksgiving meal. With  the exception of Danny Cahill, every man had gained a pretty significant amount  of weight. Ryan from season 1 had lost 122 pounds en route to his win, but has  regained all but 10 pounds of his weight. They are not happy with him, needless  to say. Matt from season 2 regained a lot, but continues to be quite athletic in  spite of his weight. Season 3's Erik had regained most of his last year, but has  taken 162 of it back off, with probably about 40 or so left to lose. Season 4's  Bill Germanakos looks "okay", but I doubt he is much below 200 (his finale loss  was 170 pounds down). Next was Ali from season 5, who is within 2 pounds of her  finale weight. Helen looks "okay"; Danny looks terrific, and Michael still looks  like he has a ways to go. I knew most of these results already, but it really  brought home to me that if those guys who had all that time on the ranch, all  that training, all that knowledge, and all that motivation could stumble, I was  certainly not immune. Watching that particular episode has helped to fuel the  fire again.
  
I didn't do TOO bad on Thanksgiving for lunch... I made  sure I ate only white meat off the turkey, only one bite of ham, loaded up on  veggies, and I did try to limit my desserts and starches. That was lunch -  dinner was another story altogether. We went out to some friends' house around  7:30 PM, where we had been invited to get "a bite of supper". I ate more than "a  bite"... and indulged in desserts. Cornflake candy (2 pc.), white macadamia nut  cookies (2), half a chocolate chip cookie, and some kind of chewy bar that was  very good - two bites of that.
  
I had a not-so-good meeting with my scale this morning.  But I am pleased to report that today, I ate absolutely perfectly. In spite of  us having tons of ham, macaroni & cheese, two pies and a cake, I did not  cheat a single time today. My total calorie intake was right at where it was  during the competition, and with the exception of having to do the workouts on  my own, I am in full-blown contest mode. I had two eggs for breakfast, a  white-meat-only turkey sandwich on a 100-calorie wheat bun with a slice of  low-fat cheese for lunch, and a dinner consisting of 6 ounces of chicken and a  cup of steamed broccoli, carrots, cauliflower, etc.
  
To those of you who are still telling me that I look  great.... I love you all, and I will politely and humbly accept your  compliments. But I'm not going to pay you any attention!
 
 

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