Posts Tagged ‘clothes’

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The Pressure To Quit…And Other Random Stuff.

January 14, 2013

I’ve noticed something really weird. Since I’ve crossed over the 200 pound mark of lost weight people are really starting to pressure me to quit losing even though I’m not yet satisfied with how I look or feel. I really think another 20/25 pounds or so will do it but no one in my circle seems to agree. From almost every person I hear “I’m happy with the size you are now” or “I think you’ve lost enough weight, you should just maintain now” and this amazes me because most of these people are the same ones who told me before that I was “just fine” the way I was. You know what? I wasn’t just fine and I certainly wasn’t okay and I’ll know when I’ve lost enough. I guess the bigger point is that while everyone else is “ok” with me now I’m not. I still have work to do and I kinda just wish people would let me do it. I’m not mad, just saying.

 

I crossed the 100 pushup mark today. Pushups were always tough for me even when I was younger. I blame gym class, my gym teacher was, let’s just say, a big man and could never really demonstrate proper technique. When I started my recently paused workout regimen (just started back today, stupid ear infection) I wanted to know how to do proper pushups and master them. My original goal was to do 100 of them in one session, mission accomplished as of today. Thank you to all the YouTube videos I watched demonstrating proper techniques. The first 75 were easy, it was that last 25 that were really killer.

 

My next life goal is that of general fitness. I don’t want to be a body builder but I would like to tone up quite a bit more than I am. I keep reading that cardio is great for that then I read that it is terrible, not sure what to believe. I’ve spoken to about five personal trainers and all five had different opinions on what I could be doing. We’ll see how this goes and it will probably be deserving of a larger post later.

 

 

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Old Navy — Not Because I Wanted To But Because I Could

August 8, 2012

Today (and I know I’ve threatened this for a while) I went shopping at Old Navy. This was definitely not because I wanted to but because I could. I’ve never really been a fan of their clothes or anything, not that I would know since I could never shop there but an ex-girlfriend of mine LOVED their clothes so she was in there almost every weekend. One time I went in with her and wasn’t even looking at anything for me but was told, “I’m not sure we would have your size sir, sorry.” I’ve heard that a lot because, well, I like nice clothes. One thing about so-called “nice clothes places,” they don’t really cater to big people, they just don’t. Now let me define “nice clothes,” basically not really Old Navy or the other place that was really rude to me once, Banana Republic. The nice clothes I like now come from places that are actually nice. ๐Ÿ™‚ ย Yes, I’ve become a bit of a clothes snob, I admit, but I’ve noticed today and over the weekend that I’ll get over it, I paid $22 for a pair of jeans today, TWENTY TWO DOLLARS! I have not paid that little for jeans (because I had to shop in big man sections/stores) in years. I have no real point to this post other than, yay, I can shop at normal people stores now and I think I’m going to save a lot of money.

 

 

 

 

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One Oh Three and Counting

July 26, 2012

Today, I finally crossed the 100 pound threshold! I know it is mostly a meaningless benchmark but there is something about that number that just tickles me pink. Anyway enough pride, this was a lot of work so if you’re trying really hard to drop weight, keep me in mind, if I can do it anyone can. I know, I know lots of folks say that but please remember, I did it with almost no desire to actually lose weight, doctors putting me on steroid regularly so I could breath (pneumonia among other reasons) and a wife who LOVES to bake. Believe me as I go deeper into the whole “healthy” world I realize more and more why I resisted it for so long. It can suck! The end goal seems to be worth it, I like the fact that my clothes don’t fit, even though I complain about it and I don’t mind shopping much anymore. I’m far from small just yet but the local merchants no longer look at me like I’m an alien because I need a 5x shirt and I no longer have to shop in the “big man’s” sections. I think this weekend I might go buy some crappy clothes at Old Navy, not because I want them or will wear them but just because it’s a “normal” people’s store and now I can shop there. ๐Ÿ™‚