Drumroll Please

Well the Porterville team weighed in this morning. A couple of my teammates told me how much they lost but none of the other measurements so they will tell you on their blog...if they so choose. I did ok. In the grand scheme of things I did great, but I won't know till Monday how I did in the scheme of the team. I'll just give you a few of the bullet points; I won't tell you how much weight I lost, because, as I was reminded this morning, that's the number that is almost deceptive because it doesn't give you an idea of other health factors. I lost over 3% body fat, I lost inches off chest, waist and hips. I feel better, I don't get tired during the day at work(at least not the kind of tired where you know you could just stop and take a nap).

These are the kind of results that one needs to focus on to keep going with a LIFE change. If I was to focus on only the pounds lost, I think I would begin to wonder if all this work and effort are worth it; yet by focusing on how my WHOLE LIFE as benifited, it is definitely worth it and definitely going on with even if I get eliminated this week or in 2 weeks or whenever. This Challenge has already been what I wanted it to be, a kick in the butt to make a permanent change, to be here longer for my family.

PS
I'm looking forward to winning ;)

I've been reading the other contestants blogs and I must say I'm getting a bit, let's say, twitchy. It seems that some of the other teams have got to weigh during the last 3+ weeks, and a couple have even checked their body fat percentage. I haven't seen any numbers since the initial weigh in and its got me nervous. This is one of those situations where I am trusting in those around me because, as warned, my vision is blurred in respect to myself; yet those around me say they can see a difference - I don't. Rocky keeps asking if my clothes fit better or different and I have to honestly say I can't tell a difference, but then again your reading the blog of a man who buys 2XX or 3XX shirts so it doesn't show all the unsightly bulges (by the way, does it work? Not so much). Here, 2 days before first weigh in my pants sorta, kinda, maybe seem to be not as tight. So, the fact that some of the other contestants have an idea of how they are doing makes me nervous but on the other hand maybe its one of those situations where you are better off not knowing.

All this to say that I'm nervous about Thursday's weigh in but not about the changes I've made in my life. It is weird that in this contest, a teammate is going to be eliminated; in most game/survival shows, the team works together to keep each other in the game, to support each other against the other team, this one is a bit backwards...get to know someone, encourage them, sweat and moan and groan with them just to say goodbye to one of them, or if its me, to say goodbye to 4 of them. This is going to be where we show ourselves to the world as Christians, by how we love one another.

So Monday, after the names are announced, I will be back in the gym, eliminated or not, on the blogosphere reading how the others are doing and posting how I am doing.

Apparently Spelling Counts in Workouts

Had a good weekend, very sore today. I meet with our trainer Rocky 2 days in a row, Friday mornings for my 1 on 1 and Saturday mornings with our group. I posted about Friday and my headache already, well Saturday the headache was finally gone and now that I was able to focus, apparently Rocky really doesn't go easy on us LOL! Yet its all good, I feel good now about being sore several hours after a workout, it means my body is still working, burning calories even hours after the workout.

Thursday is our first weigh in and we won't know the results until Monday morning when the rest of the KDUV world finds out. On the way to work this morning, Cari & Dale, were talking about that and how they have to give the bad news, Dale mentioning not to kill the messenger. They were also talking about the blogs and how some of them tended to ramble and had some grammer issues. Well all I can say, is you two need to get pounded by a personal trainer and then come type about it!! It hurts, your fingers hurt, your forearms hurt, you're leaning back in your chair because it takes too much energy to lean forward. You're trying to make a coherent thought but all you can think about is how you're going to make it to the shower and the 5 calories you're going to eat for lunch instead of the 10,000 calorie double double from In & Out(insert circle R). I may not have to kill the messenger, but I can sure make them feel a small piece of my anguish. In the midst of fighting with myself, trying to let God work through me and take care of the temple I've screwed up over the years, I get the grammer police. Well Okay, God can handle that too :)

Welcome to California Dale!

P.S.
The thoughts put down here are not necessarily those of the owner of this blog as he is undergoing the effects of Pepsi withdraw (some of you might understand if you're coffee drinkers or some other love). Just know that he does Love you and is glad you stopped by to read his ramblings...really...he is....honestly!