Fishing on New Years!!

It is New Years Eve today.  I am taking my girls trout fishing today.  It is awesome to be able to enjoy the outdoors in December/January.  Not my favorite time of year because of the cold but it has been 40's and 50's here.  Being healthy encompasses so many variables.  We need to enjoy being active and spending time doing the things we love.  Ritualistic exercise and eating with precision is effective but not over the long haul.  This is good advice my friends.  Mix it up.  Get out of your ruts.  Explore.  Put down the cell phone and look around you.  What do you see?  Other people with their eyes fixed to their cell phone?  Do you see your children looking at you waiting for you to spend precious time with them?  Happy New Years everyone.  Start your resolutions now.

Hungry

Seasons Greetings from The Hungry Addict

I am still alive.  I haven't blogged for a while now.  But I am still here.  Still struggling with the demons.  However, I think I have figured this thing out.  I have decided that the "poor me, I am addicted to food" attitude is ineffective.  I have decided that if I choose to be unhealthy and not take care of myself, it is up to me.  I choose to be better.  I was always adamant about the fact that I could eat whatever I wanted as long as my workout regime was close to that of a Navy Seal.  Who in the hell was I fooling?  What I decide to eat will determine my future health, how I look, how I feel, and how my children learn about healthy living.  These last 3 years have been difficult.  I lost both of my parents.  Life has been stressful.  I had foot surgery.  I could go on with the stressors ad nauseum.  But I have taken this bull by the horns and commited to healthier progress.  Two months ago, I joined Weight Watchers.  I had tried this thing in the past and failed.  But my diet is my weakest link.  I can exercise.  I have proven that.  But the food thing is the key.  Since joining WW, I have lost 20 pounds.  I feel thinner and more confident.  I have also slowly introduced exercise back into the mold after having 6 weeks of non-weight bearing on my surgical foot.  I can do this.  And so can you.  The last couple of weeks I have cheated and not followed the program with diligence.  That's ok.  It is alright to have some weak times and live a little.  MODERATION:  a word that this addict has trouble comprehending.  But I am learning.  Things will be better.  Follow me again, if you will.  Read my posts and become inspired or read my posts for fun.  Make fun, have fun, whatever you need to receive from my writing.  Happy Holidays to you all. 

Hungry

Today

Oatmeal and yogurt for breakfast with some ice water.

Grill cheese, seafood salad, scotcheroo bar, diet coke for lunch.  And a salty pickle.

Came home from work and ran one mile, 3 sets of pullups, 3 sets of pushups. 

Hungry

UGH....

Hungry is BACK and BIGGER than ever, literally!!

Yes folks, it's me.  I am back in publication.  I am also back in obesity.  Okay, let's face the facts:  I never really left.  I am portly.  I look down only to see the visceral fat (the bad kind that ends lives).  This struggle is never-ending.  I am exhausted at the thought of, once again, trying to change my life for the better.  But I have to keep at it for me and my family.  I am a selfish muther-fucker.  I really have only thought about me.  What foods make ME feel better?  What poor coping skills help ME through the day?  ME, ME, ME, ME, ME!!!  Marsha, Marsha, Marsha!!  Having said that, I know that one must first love themselves before they can give love.  Let's just say that I have done nothing but mistreat my body, mind, and soul. 

I have already talked about the consequences of these behaviors ad nauseum.  Talk about beating a dead fucking horse.  I know the consequences.  The problem is the consequences are too far removed for my current state of mind.  It is not like eating a greasy cheeseburger can be compared with jumping out in front of rush hour traffic on the expressway.  Granted, it essentially may have the same outcome for me but the damage is years down the line.  It is the compound effect of years of poor eating and lack of exercise. 
TIME OUT--how freaky is this:  while I was just typing this post, some dude came to the door selling fresh fruit!!!!!!!!!!!  He was kind of a odd looking dude, however, and I am not sure he's the guy I should buy fruit from if you know what I mean (it places the lotion in the basket......it rubs the lotion on it's skin).  But otherwise I should maybe take that as some sort of divine sign about my need for healthy living. 

So for those of you out there who stood by me and supported me through this blog (or laughed at me-whatever the case may be), I am back.  The hungry addict rides again.  Going back on the wagon starting now.  I shall resume daily posting of my progress and report with the utmost honesty.  TRANSPARENCY. 

For Breakfast today:
Two Eggs, fried
Two pieces of white toast

For Lunch:
Big fucking philly cheesesteak from Charlies
Gourmet Fries (covered in cheese and bacon)
Diet Coke X 2
-----Like I said, I am starting now.  I realize what this looks like.  The junky has just got his fix and is feeling euphoric so it is easy to say "the change starts now."  May it is what it looks like.  But I am gonna give it a try.  Better than just not trying. 

Cheers,

Hungry

"We are all just prisoners here, of our own device."

As you can see, there is no end to this battle.  I am a pirate sailing the seas of lard and my ship is sinking fast.  My addiction is unrelenting.  What in the hell can I do?  Recently, stress has made me crave this shit even more.  Who is to blame?  Me.  I know this.  I know I am the weak link in the puzzle.  I hold the key to my own dungeon but refuse to let myself out.  Today, I had Long John Silvers.  It was phenomenal.  I had the big sampler platter.  2 fish, 1 chicken, 4 shrimp, and 2 hush puppies all accompanied by some nice french fries and cole slaw.  Wow, it was amazing.  Seriously.  My mind said yes, though my arteries screamed no.  I am apt to engage in some self-depricating behaviors now such as:  "I have no control, I am weak, I am fat, I will never be able to abandon this grease."  It is the usual cycle of indulgance-guilt-recovery-indulgance-guilt-recovery ad nauseum.  Aside from someone physically restraining me from fast food, I am not sure how to get around this.  Don Henley, Glenn Frey, and Don Felder said it best:  "We are all just prisoners here, of our own device."  And, "they stab it with their steely knives but they just can't kill the beast."  Addiction.  Excess.  Although I don't think that The Eagles were singing about hush puppies and french fries, their metaphors are appropriate. 

Hungry

P90X

I apologize for my infrequent posting as of this last year.  I will do better.  I want to inspire you, still.  Let me share with you my newest exercise/fitness obssession-P90X.  I know this physical therapist who swears by this thing.  For months, he and his lovely wife have told me to give it a try.  I was reluctant.  I always had other excuses.  I'm too busy.  My life is too chaotic.  I don't have the money right now.  All BULLSHIT excuses.  We all have em.  We can rationalize our asses straight into the grave.  We are so damn good at this justification/rationalization thing, we can convince ourselves of anything.  We are the ones holding us back from excellence.  We like to protect ourselves from change.  We like to think-I will do better......tomorrow.  Enough is enough, people.  So I broke out of the glass mold and said I'll try it.  I f*#king loooove it.  The first week I started it, I knew it was working me because I was sore as hell.  And it still works the hell out of me to this day.  I have been doing this since late december and I feel awesome.  More energy, more strength, more tone, more flexible......the list goes on.  I am telling you, this program challenges you in unique ways and it takes about 1 hour a day.  The yoga portion is 1 1/2 hours but well worth the extra time.  You will sweat your balls (or ovaries) off to this damn thing.  Amazing!!  I am a believer and I encourage you to take the chance on this thing.  I hope to be able to post a picture on this blog to show you how well it works.  If I ate half as well as the effort I put into this program, I would be one ripped mother-*ucker.  But as you know I still eat my fair share of shit.  I am doing better, but have a long way to go. 

If you need anymore information and would like to change your life, here is the contact info for my buddy who is a Beach Body Consultant.  He can hook you up with a P90X lifechanging kit.  12 DVD's, one hour a day, and an amazing result.

www.beachbodycoach.com/dougv

Peace,

Hungry