Well it's Feb 1st 2014. 5 years on.. How have I progressed? Well I am heavier than the last time I added my ramblings to the Internet rubbish heap.
As a side note, don't you think the information in the pre-internet age was somewhat purer. Accomplished people in their relevant field published papers, books. I remember reading books in the library and smelling the paper, which often smelt of fish and chips. I always wondered what they did with that smelly paper. Now any plum like myself can contribute... the infinite monkey theory comes to mind. The infinite monkey theory states if a monkey types randomly for an infinite period, the monkey will more than likely re-write the work of Shakespeare. I guess that's what Big Data is all about finding those pieces of information that matter, as the Internet (millions of monkey) types random garbage, you can very well imagine it would be like an never ending TV series like EastEnders but with characters ranging from Kim Kardashian to Obama. Any-who...
The weight is over to hear about my wait loss (get it) as I begin to pound the streets to lose a few pounds so that I can gain a few extra in my bank balance. I guess that sums it up...
No seriously.. Weight LOSS.. so what happened?
Well I started of losing weight and as per usual, I lasted 3 months. I figured.. whoop I can lose some weight and stopped. I then watched it creep back on.. I should've noticed all the X's on my shirts and the fact that the only piece of clothing which didn't need upgrading were my stretch pants :(
The last 6 months my weight has been like the value of bit coin (negating the downward spiral). No excuses, I find that as you get older. Your opportunities/options begin to diminish.. this usually begins happening to people earlier on in their life.. In my hour of diminished options..I applied for a job where I thought my skills, which I have acquired over the years could help ordinary people. It was sold as such, but boy was there a massive reality check when I found myself looking at a spreadsheet to make sure the numbers on my spreadsheet matched a number on another spreadsheet (no I am not simplifying it). The only highlight of the day was lunch and dinner (not breakfast as I would skip that). This physical and mental torture took a toll on my well-being, so I re-evaluated what was important in my life.
Guess what was important (I'll give you a hint.. the answer is in the question).. LIFE.
But my life as it was?
On the face of it, you would think NO DUDE, your life seems pathetic and boring, but I can assure you that's not the case with any life (I appreciate some people will find themselves in tougher circumstances but read on), it's our perception it's set to focus on the negative and not to appreciate the positive we have around us; (you know all that mushy stuff) family, love and companionship.
I'm not sure if it was the course of diazepam I take to treat my back pain (long story, but in summary: crap chair at work). Something clicked inside me (nope not my spine).. my weight loss story has been my personal EastEnders, my Achilles heal, my never ending story since I can remember. Now in my 30's.. I rem thinking in my teens I have only a few years to live.. thankfully I have been blessed with a few more years.. How could I squander this gift by tucking into buckets of KFC...
So I asked myself : Do I want to go out without trying?
Having recently buried a close member of my family at the tender age of 17. I saw this young soul taken so swiftly, his friends and family filled with grief. As his coffin was carried to his resting place, and as he was lowered into the ground. I began to think.. We will all go through this rite of passage, how will my family bury me, do they do 5XL coffins or even graves. How would they rest me on their shoulders and lower me into my resting place. This thought has stuck with me for a few months and I thought I am probably the butt of many jokes behind my back but that's not how I want to be remembered.
I realised I want more in my life, to experience, to not hold back, to seize more opportunities, to be able to go out rather than worrying about what people are thinking, to not be ridiculed by a manager who thinks he can tarnish my reputation with baseless lies, to have children and be able to pick them up and take them to the park, to watch them grow up and to influence them positively, to do the chicken dance on my 60th wedding anniversary, to be a good friend, a great son, to be an awesome brother, an amazing uncle (kids always look up to adults) and last but not least a fantastic husband.
All those reasons on one side, and on the other:
A diet consisting of mainly crap, processed, salt ridden, laden with sugar.
I guess the choice was always staring me in the face. I decided to dust off the cobwebs from my blog, to write often about my thoughts, tips and progress. So you can keep a tab or use it to inspire some fellow humans.
Welcome to the beginning of a new lease on life and all the opportunities that await me God Willing.
As a side note, don't you think the information in the pre-internet age was somewhat purer. Accomplished people in their relevant field published papers, books. I remember reading books in the library and smelling the paper, which often smelt of fish and chips. I always wondered what they did with that smelly paper. Now any plum like myself can contribute... the infinite monkey theory comes to mind. The infinite monkey theory states if a monkey types randomly for an infinite period, the monkey will more than likely re-write the work of Shakespeare. I guess that's what Big Data is all about finding those pieces of information that matter, as the Internet (millions of monkey) types random garbage, you can very well imagine it would be like an never ending TV series like EastEnders but with characters ranging from Kim Kardashian to Obama. Any-who...
The weight is over to hear about my wait loss (get it) as I begin to pound the streets to lose a few pounds so that I can gain a few extra in my bank balance. I guess that sums it up...
No seriously.. Weight LOSS.. so what happened?
Well I started of losing weight and as per usual, I lasted 3 months. I figured.. whoop I can lose some weight and stopped. I then watched it creep back on.. I should've noticed all the X's on my shirts and the fact that the only piece of clothing which didn't need upgrading were my stretch pants :(
The last 6 months my weight has been like the value of bit coin (negating the downward spiral). No excuses, I find that as you get older. Your opportunities/options begin to diminish.. this usually begins happening to people earlier on in their life.. In my hour of diminished options..I applied for a job where I thought my skills, which I have acquired over the years could help ordinary people. It was sold as such, but boy was there a massive reality check when I found myself looking at a spreadsheet to make sure the numbers on my spreadsheet matched a number on another spreadsheet (no I am not simplifying it). The only highlight of the day was lunch and dinner (not breakfast as I would skip that). This physical and mental torture took a toll on my well-being, so I re-evaluated what was important in my life.
Guess what was important (I'll give you a hint.. the answer is in the question).. LIFE.
But my life as it was?
On the face of it, you would think NO DUDE, your life seems pathetic and boring, but I can assure you that's not the case with any life (I appreciate some people will find themselves in tougher circumstances but read on), it's our perception it's set to focus on the negative and not to appreciate the positive we have around us; (you know all that mushy stuff) family, love and companionship.
I'm not sure if it was the course of diazepam I take to treat my back pain (long story, but in summary: crap chair at work). Something clicked inside me (nope not my spine).. my weight loss story has been my personal EastEnders, my Achilles heal, my never ending story since I can remember. Now in my 30's.. I rem thinking in my teens I have only a few years to live.. thankfully I have been blessed with a few more years.. How could I squander this gift by tucking into buckets of KFC...
So I asked myself : Do I want to go out without trying?
Having recently buried a close member of my family at the tender age of 17. I saw this young soul taken so swiftly, his friends and family filled with grief. As his coffin was carried to his resting place, and as he was lowered into the ground. I began to think.. We will all go through this rite of passage, how will my family bury me, do they do 5XL coffins or even graves. How would they rest me on their shoulders and lower me into my resting place. This thought has stuck with me for a few months and I thought I am probably the butt of many jokes behind my back but that's not how I want to be remembered.
I realised I want more in my life, to experience, to not hold back, to seize more opportunities, to be able to go out rather than worrying about what people are thinking, to not be ridiculed by a manager who thinks he can tarnish my reputation with baseless lies, to have children and be able to pick them up and take them to the park, to watch them grow up and to influence them positively, to do the chicken dance on my 60th wedding anniversary, to be a good friend, a great son, to be an awesome brother, an amazing uncle (kids always look up to adults) and last but not least a fantastic husband.
All those reasons on one side, and on the other:
A diet consisting of mainly crap, processed, salt ridden, laden with sugar.
I guess the choice was always staring me in the face. I decided to dust off the cobwebs from my blog, to write often about my thoughts, tips and progress. So you can keep a tab or use it to inspire some fellow humans.
Welcome to the beginning of a new lease on life and all the opportunities that await me God Willing.
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