I'm really starting to get tired of all this. The last two months, fitness wise, having done nothing but make me angry.
On Jan. 11 I got my body fat tested and was all the way back up to 15.05%, presumably thanks to the holiday eating. So I absolved to be extremely good for the next month while continuing with my running and lifting and see where that left me.
I was pretty confident going into my body fat test today as I had lost 5 pounds this previous month.
Then I got my results....
Turns out I only lost 2 pounds of fat and burned 3 pounds of muscle. So after all that I'm now at 14.25% body fat and 3 of my hard earned pounds of muscle are gone. Needless to say I was not very pleased with that result. According to the trainer, the running is going to cause me to burn some muscle and there isn't much I can do about that. I want to complete my goal and run the half marathon but I feel like my idea of setting an athletic goal has taken me farther from my fitness goals instead of closer.
I'm really frustrated right now and I'm not sure where to go from here. Have you ever heard someone say "I tried tons of different things for years before I found something that worked"? Well I think that's where I'm at.
So far my lowest body fat percentage came after a month of really heavy low rep lifting, in which I was not really trying to create a calorie deficit. Obviously I can't go back to that right now because I have a half marathon to train for. I'm still going to finish that goal but my eating is going to have to change. If eating less is going to cause me to burn muscle then the best I can hope for is to eat more so that the food gets burned instead and I hang onto the muscle. It probably won't work, like everything else I've tried, but I have to try to keep from losing as much muscle as I can until this half marathon is over and then I can go back to heavy lifting.
This is all very frustrating. No wonder people just give up and quit. Being fat and lazy is a lot easier.
I'm not going to quit, but I'm definitely frustrated. If I hadn't paid for this half marathon I would probably just quit and go back to lifting but I hate to say I'm going to do something and then not do it. At this point though, it's looking very unlikely that I will get to my body fat percentage goal for a very long time.
Monday, February 12, 2007
Thursday, February 08, 2007
Almost Time Again
Well it's almost that time again. The time we have all been waiting for. As if I even need to tell you that the NBA All Star game is coming up. Probably the least watched sporting event this side of the World Bridge Championships. Although if you aren't like me and you actually care then this would be a great time to head out to Vegas and buy some tickets. If you have any money left after that you may want to drive by some Las Vegas Luxury Condos, as you could probably move in next to your favorite star. Now I don't know where the NBA players actually live so moving in may also be a great way to avoid them. Either way, Vegas is the place to be.
Super Bowl Bonus
So if you just won the super bowl and your done with the Disney world thing, what are you going to do next? Maybe spend your hard earned millions on something fun to celebrate. Perhaps check into some Orlando Pool Homes, private islands, or maybe even a few Ferrari's just for fun. It has to be fun to have to make decisions like that although money brings as many problems with it as it does benefits. (easy for me to say when I don't have much). Personally I like the idea of just being able to afford to not work. I would love to just have the time to pursue my own interests without deadlines enforced by others. Obviously my God and my family would still come first but a few more golf lessons would definitely do me some good.
A Toughy
Do you ever get stuck trying to figure out what the right gift is for different occasions? Whether it be a birthday party, first communion gifts, anniversary gifts, etc. We have trouble with that all the time. We've got a first birthday party coming up for a friend and we have no idea what to get them. We don't have a ton of extra money but we don't want to spend such a small amount to seem rude or such a large amount as to break the bank. It's really hard to find the balance. Then there's the problem of having no idea what that particular child is into. A Barney gift might steal the show, but not if Elmo is the big star in their house. Oh well, I guess it's the thought that counts, right?
Monday, February 05, 2007
A Chili Night
Last night we hosted the Super Bowl party for our small group from church. Oh and if anyone from the NFL is reading this, our TV is only 27 inches and we don't have cable, so don't bother suing us. Not to mention the fact that it wasn't church sponsored and we didn't charge admission. Of course it might still be illegal to watch the super bowl unless you watch it on a black and white TV in a cave, but if so I have to wonder why the NFL is trying so hard to tick off their fans. Maybe they are tired of being so well-liked and popular.
Anyway, we had a lot of good food last night and for the second weekend in a row I ate way too much of it. I feel disgusting today and probably won't eat much as my stomach feels like a churning cauldron of crud.
My wife and I's contributions were potato soup and chili. At the end of the night I started helping clean up the kitchen. At this point only one other couple was still there. I grabbed the leftover pot of chili and opened the fridge to put it in. At that point it was one of those slow motion moments where you hear the guy yelling "NOOOOOOOOO" in a weird low voice, as I felt the chili pot slip from my hands.
The chili bomb hit the floor and detonated. (a great weapon if America ever declares war on vegetarians). Chili shrapnel flew everywhere. My socks instantly became residents of the garbage can and I started to survey the full extent of the damage. Our fridge was coated in chili and several splotches had made it to about 5 feet up the wall, not to mention the heaping mounds of beans and meat now occupying the floor.
Thankfully our friends stayed to help us clean it up. It was pretty funny and really gross at the same time. Just imagine someone using the dust pan to scoop up large globs of chili off of your floor to throw away. I don't think any of us will be eating chili again anytime soon.
Pictures were taken and I will post them as soon as I get them. My fault or not this was too funny not to share. I think that as far as WKD's go (weapons of kitchen destruction), this one was very effective.
Anyway, we had a lot of good food last night and for the second weekend in a row I ate way too much of it. I feel disgusting today and probably won't eat much as my stomach feels like a churning cauldron of crud.
My wife and I's contributions were potato soup and chili. At the end of the night I started helping clean up the kitchen. At this point only one other couple was still there. I grabbed the leftover pot of chili and opened the fridge to put it in. At that point it was one of those slow motion moments where you hear the guy yelling "NOOOOOOOOO" in a weird low voice, as I felt the chili pot slip from my hands.
The chili bomb hit the floor and detonated. (a great weapon if America ever declares war on vegetarians). Chili shrapnel flew everywhere. My socks instantly became residents of the garbage can and I started to survey the full extent of the damage. Our fridge was coated in chili and several splotches had made it to about 5 feet up the wall, not to mention the heaping mounds of beans and meat now occupying the floor.
Thankfully our friends stayed to help us clean it up. It was pretty funny and really gross at the same time. Just imagine someone using the dust pan to scoop up large globs of chili off of your floor to throw away. I don't think any of us will be eating chili again anytime soon.
Pictures were taken and I will post them as soon as I get them. My fault or not this was too funny not to share. I think that as far as WKD's go (weapons of kitchen destruction), this one was very effective.
Thursday, February 01, 2007
Four Alarm Frozen
So yesterday was interesting. I dropped my car off to get some work done and we decided to stop on the way to church and pay for it, but then leave it there and pick it up on the way home.
For some reason I decided to lock my car before we left the service center. No idea why as I never lock my car. I'm claiming temporary paranoia.
Added to this story is the fact that when I dropped off the car, I accidentally mistook the valet key for the spare key, and gave them that one to use. It didn't cause them any problems, but I wasn't so lucky.
So we stop on the way home to pick it up. My wife leaves and I go to start my car. First of all, the alarm goes crazy when I unlock the car with the valet key, which doesn't worry me much as my car is typically very touchy when it comes to the alarm going off. The problem arises when I realize that the only way that I can shut off the alarm is to click the door unlock button on my keyless entry fob, which is at home....
So I try to start my car with the valet key and nothing happens. Whatever I did has sent my car into berserk mode and so anything I do causes the alarm to spaz like a teenage girl at a shoe sale.
To recap, it's cold, really cold, my wife is gone and I can't go near my car without annoying every neighbor in a 1 mile radius. Fortunately for me, I had my cell phone so I called my wife and told her to get my real keys and bring them back to me. That left me with about 20-25 minutes to just hang out in the cold. Fortunately I'm also paranoid (read prepared) so I always keep my triple thick toboggan and my snowboarding gloves in my car. It cost me another 30 second round of alarm screaming to retrieve them, but it was worth it.
The moral of the story? Throw your valet key into the nearest furnace and always keep warm stuff in your car in the winter...
Oh and cell phones are pretty cool too.
For some reason I decided to lock my car before we left the service center. No idea why as I never lock my car. I'm claiming temporary paranoia.
Added to this story is the fact that when I dropped off the car, I accidentally mistook the valet key for the spare key, and gave them that one to use. It didn't cause them any problems, but I wasn't so lucky.
So we stop on the way home to pick it up. My wife leaves and I go to start my car. First of all, the alarm goes crazy when I unlock the car with the valet key, which doesn't worry me much as my car is typically very touchy when it comes to the alarm going off. The problem arises when I realize that the only way that I can shut off the alarm is to click the door unlock button on my keyless entry fob, which is at home....
So I try to start my car with the valet key and nothing happens. Whatever I did has sent my car into berserk mode and so anything I do causes the alarm to spaz like a teenage girl at a shoe sale.
To recap, it's cold, really cold, my wife is gone and I can't go near my car without annoying every neighbor in a 1 mile radius. Fortunately for me, I had my cell phone so I called my wife and told her to get my real keys and bring them back to me. That left me with about 20-25 minutes to just hang out in the cold. Fortunately I'm also paranoid (read prepared) so I always keep my triple thick toboggan and my snowboarding gloves in my car. It cost me another 30 second round of alarm screaming to retrieve them, but it was worth it.
The moral of the story? Throw your valet key into the nearest furnace and always keep warm stuff in your car in the winter...
Oh and cell phones are pretty cool too.
A Poplar Hobby
Yes I spelled the title that way on purpose..
Wood working is cool. It's one of those things that I really wish I had the time and money to really pursue. My grandpa was a carpenter so I guess it's just in my blood. I made the crib for our kids with some help from a friend with a wood shop and some know-how, and it was hard but I really enjoyed it. I hope someday that I will be able to do more stuff like this but right now I just don't have the money to buy the equipment or a big enough space to work. Hopefully it will work out someday but for now I will just have to buy my furniture like everyone else at places like Powell furniture .
Wood working is cool. It's one of those things that I really wish I had the time and money to really pursue. My grandpa was a carpenter so I guess it's just in my blood. I made the crib for our kids with some help from a friend with a wood shop and some know-how, and it was hard but I really enjoyed it. I hope someday that I will be able to do more stuff like this but right now I just don't have the money to buy the equipment or a big enough space to work. Hopefully it will work out someday but for now I will just have to buy my furniture like everyone else at places like Powell furniture .
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