i dream of sushi

A few months back, I stepped on my weighing scale at home – you know the one, the one with biological impedance analysis technology to tell you in unforgiving detail just how out of shape you are – and apparently, I am 68 years old.

Now this confused me, because I’m pretty sure that I’m a few decades shy of that. I tried again, and alas! I am not only fat and out of shape, I am old. At least according to the machine. I took a long, hard look at myself in the bathroom mirror and I had to face the facts. I did have the body of a 68 year old man. I was carrying too much fat, I had on too little muscle, and I had more chins than the capital of China.

It’s not like I didn’t know I was living a pretty unhealthy lifestyle. I don’t drink, smoke, or do drugs, but food deliveries – ah, that is my poison of choice. Most of my disposal income went to ordering takeout. We’re talking McDonald’s, Chili’s, Pizza Hut, even the occasional Texas Roadhouse. Couple that with a sedentary office job and no exercise, and you have a morbidly obese 68 year old man.

I knew I had to do something, so I’m pretty stoked to share that I am currently on the second phase of my healthy living plan!

I started at roughly 240lbs, spent 100 days to get down to 210 (Phase 1), took a break and got back up to 225, and now currently sitting at 205, 40 days in with Phase 2. Yes, the weight rebound was planned for. It was the holidays, plus I had a few trips planned. I wasn’t going to be dieting on vacation.

More than the scale weight, though, I love how much better I feel. Everything is just easier. I’m even enjoying eating more. Plus, eating home-cooked food is a hell of a lot kinder on the wallet. I plan to get under 200lbs for the first time in a long time in around 2 weeks. Let’s see what the scale has to say about that then.