Hello. My name is Pono and I want to be a skinnyaire. A lot has transpired these last couple of days. I was nominated by Jerry Keusch and “youasamachine” blogger for “The Versatile Blogger” award of which I had no idea existed until now. These two people who nominated me have incredible blogs of great depth and information. Both of which I read and sometimes comment on and both of which I take great informative tips or counsel on the things I am working on in my life and apply them. Link up and give them a look-see! I also decided to hold off on blogging until today to let people mosey on through and see the list of nominees……so, as you find yourself perusing the vast lands of blogdome and come across the list of nominees, please take some time and take a gander at them. You will not be disappointed.
The truth will set you free……..
How many times have we heard this saying? Let me tell you something. Knowing I am fat does not set me free. I feel imprisoned within a body that is not mine. I feel like the walls are closed tightly around me and I know they are because physical activity hurts. Breathing hard hurts. Getting up and doing it again hurts like a cantankerous sore that’s found its way onto the edge of your upper lip growing bigger and redder and rawer with each breath you take until you want to die. You
don’t want to go anywhere because you don’t want people staring at it and wondering how filthy or unclean you are or where you have been or what you have contracted. And that is the world of the un-lithe. Yesterday was a beast day for me. I did not really watch what I ate but didn’t overdo it at the same time. I wanted, desperately, to workout but found it more fulfilling and rebellious not to. I had 100% NO desire, yesterday, to do anything that remotely resembled any form of physical activity and had this cloud of frustration all around me. I decided without first calming down and looking at it rationally that I would not work out at all and yesindeedy! I did not. Those feelings turned into determination this morning and pushed me out the door to do my walk. The whole fam came for the event and the temp was in the 70s.. Couldn’t have asked for a better morning. I just got back from shopping for a couple of hours and my right knee is a little stiff so as I sit here and recount my day to you I am icing my right knee-joint. I may know that I need to keep in shape and lose a lot of weight, but the truth is this. The truth is obesity sucks. Getting in shape sucks, and dieting sucks. This afternoon I realized I am not as committed as I should be….whether it be my food intake or my exercising. I am committed but not deeply. The kind of committment that makes a man get on one knee, look up at the woman he loves and ask her to marry her for the rest of his life. I’m talking COMMIT! So, I committed today, but this time it was deep…….deep like, well, deep. I went for my cardio walk this morning. Now, when I finish this blog I’m going for another cardio walk but this time will jog as much of it as possible. Tomorrow, I do it again. Nothing is going to stop me. I actually have a great capacity to drop a lot of weight if I really focus my efforts and are consistent….keyword…..consistent. Consistent is my nemesis. It has been for weight loss. I want to apologize for no weigh-in as I have been really sick and not been able to do much these last 5-6 days. So today I raise my glass and toast all of you who are in my shoes. We do this together. We do this, not for glory or fame or for the verbal praises of man; we do this because we know and realize our true potential. When all is stripped away from us and we are left naked, hungry, and vulnerable, we have two choices. Choice number one, allow 0ur circumstance to let us know we are naked, hungry and vulnerable or two, know we are at the bottom of the pool and only need to push off the bottom to glide to the top. I choose to push off and my push-off day starts today! I set a goal for a 15-20lb. weightloss this week. Goodbye Mr. Belly…………
I actually made it to Walmart for an hour and a half and my back started to stiffen on the right side, too! WTHockeysticks??!!!?? My behind is cramping a little and my hamstrings will cramp if I lift my leg to stretch my quad….I know this because I already triedit and it started to cramp up tight! So, to all of you out there, getting back in shape is not glorious. It requires dedication, commitment to self and most importantly, love of self. Forget the pains of our mere mortal vessels…..we are warriors, men and women of valor. We step onto the blacktop war zone and fight for control of our own minds to have the power to overcome. The enemy is not a person or entity or organization or conspiracy theory that the government is trying to keep us sick as people to profit off our pill purchasing frenzies….oh no, my friends, the enemy looks back at us every time we look in the mirror, every time we see that hamburger or candy bar and wage war on our own conscience. The halls of Valhalla can wait until after we have ascended the throne of physical supremacy and used these specimen vessels to conquer and triumph for many years to come. Tonight, we feast not on foods of folly, but on the discipline of self-control.
Hello. My name is Pono and I want to be a skinnyaire. Light the candles, set the china, Pono did a workout…..Holla!!! Oh yeah, baby, workout I did. Not only did I work out today, I worked out last night! I woke up this morning and noticed how soft the light from the outside came in through the windows. As I looked out the window I could see the stillness of the leaves on the trees. There was no breeze and yet from the stillness I could tell it was cooler outside than in the house. Maybe it was the way the light had a softer glow to it. Or, maybe it was just me looking at the world with more optimism. Either way, Pono got off his arse and mowed the lawn with reckless abandon. Then, I blew the remnants of a once grass-dominated civilization into a conquered pile of rubble. Some of it has already been blown away by the wind…….anyhoo, back to working out……the yard looks amazing and I feel like a million bucks. Oh, then, I went for a mile walk around the neighborhood to get heart rate up and finished it off with hill running…..well, hill walking/sometimes jogging. Brutal! Nothing sheds fat and gets the heart rate up more and quicker than hills or stairs. Gut buster, I say! The kind where pain sets in quickly and your lungs are on fire. With each breath, your lungs gasp for air as your legs get that lactic acid buildup, screaming for relief and yet as you look up, the top is still out of reach for another five seconds….oh the pain. However, your mind begins to accept the pain and fire and you revel in its obscene and intrusive companionship. Why? Because you know that with each gasp and labored step, you can visualize that fat melting off your body, exposing the hardened and rippling muscle beneath those layers of tacos and fries you accumulated before today. Today, our paradigm has shifted. Today, we fight for our independence, independence from food and folly. Today, is our Independence day!!!