Weight loss & half marathon journey.

I was wondering what happened to you. Sounds like it's been rough. Glad to see you back here.

 

So throw them in the first trash can you pass instead of leaving them in the truck.

 

Food log is a great idea, if a pain in the neck. There are smartphone apps that can help with that, including tracking calories from a seemingly endless database of foods by brand and restaurant as well as type.

Good luck!

 

When I married 18 years ago, I was 165 perfect fighting trim. Nothing excessive. Mostly muscle not much fat. very little actually. Quitting smoking instantly added me to 185, but it showed up in the arms and legs by covering the veins that was previously easy to get to. Finally a couple of years ago I started losing pulse ox saturation on room air to around 90% instead of 95 to 100 that is normal on room air at sea level. My weight was 245 and rising.

I broke through the 215 barrier last year at this time in August. by march this year I was below 200. with a goal of 180. Im there now. but will fluctuate 5 pounds either way until winter changes my food and I might try for 175 or lower which will be my final weight because anything less than 165 threatens me into my older age. There is a certain amount of muscle loss each year after 45 years old and eventually a certain amount of bone loss required of older people towards the 70's Im already there 20 years early in life. So Im determined to stay fit and work on what can be worked on without allowing obesity or other situations to kick in.

Maintaining a decent weight is everything to a human. Obesity has been such a killer in my family line. My older brother is approaching 300 and frankly it will kill him before 65 if he does not watch it. Several others have died before 45 in my line. I probably am the first to reach and stay at a decent weight of somewhere lower than 185 and stay there lord willing. I'll continue to chip away at it.

But one thing is obvious. I prided myself in my strength in my youth. Moving 200 pounds of horse feed in large sacks that are larger than I was at 6 foot high and wider than me to and from a silo feed chute and on board a pickup truck for eventual and pain ful trainsfer to a another silo that required a dead lift to my head height.

I would shake a little bit because of the pressures on my skeleton and pain when I do that work on the horse farm prior to trucking. Throwing Canadian Wood, Pallets made of hardwoods weighing about 90 pounds if not more was the equivalent problem I faced regularly. Then I started to truly get hard in the body inside those grocery warehouses as small as I was at 6 foot and 140 nothing. And even then some of the manual laborer jobs Ive taken on in Baltimore had other people looking down at me and saying im weak, but no offense compared to some of the big boys throwing stuff around the warehouses there in that city it's awesome what God has provided for them to move barrels called hogs heads weighing hundreds of pounds that made me shake and sweat like a old man as big as those things were. The kind that went on shipping long ago in our maritime history.

I literally did not know any better as small as I was, throwing stuff that made big men stumble, im talking like 6.5's closer to 7 foots 3 to 400 pounds of muscle. The kind of people that make chain squeal when they snug that down in flat bed or carry two boxes of 90 to 110 pounds of seafood or meats off the deck to the dock and put them neatly onto small wood. Again, God has seen fit to give some of these people incredible gifts of power. And against those monsters I was weak. It's hard to explain.

Fast forward now when I try to move a large bag of hardwood mulch it's a challenge. Age has not been good and my doctors keep warning me, stop moving that stuff or it will stop me. *Shrugs.

 

Welcome back!! Good thing is you didn't go to 285 while hurt. Glad your trying.


Be Safe Out There


Captain Dave