My hubby, Brandon, is joining our Whole Family in eating 100% paleo for the month of January. He has successfully completed 3 whole30′s and ended the last one in July at his lowest and most healthiest weight in our 10 years of marriage.
Like many of us, life took over since then with a new move, new job, new house, new dog, and new baby on the way- and food became a comfort. Check out where he is and where he plans on being. Cheering for you Brandon!
Hi. My name is Brandon and I am obese. Haha, just kidding… kind of….well, not really.
I bought batteries for our scale today. BIG mistake. Stepped on and it read: one at a time please.
I was 160 in July, today I weighed in at a svelte 200 pounds.
Wow. That was my reaction. Wow.
I have 2 chins, a cavern for a belly button, and 40 extra pounds of flubber. I feel NOT great, can’t breathe after short walks (which is totally ridiculous), and can’t play with my kids like I want to. I desire to be in the best shape of my life- round not being that shape.
I have been eating what I want for a while now: cream sauces, bread, all kinds of dressings, Papadeaux’s, huge amounts of desserts…. and it shows. It REALLY shows.
Through the windshield of my life I see the stress of a job that is demanding more than I’ve ever given, a 4th child on it’s way along with the adoption of a stubborn dog, and I need to be different than what I am now to handle it. From the way I feel, to the way I look, to the way I handle all these pressures, I need to be different.
And so- when in 3 days from now I want to slap somebody because they have an a pint of Ben and Jerry’s Chubby Hubby I will draw upon my desire to be different and tell myself IT’S JUST NOT WORTH IT!
I know I won’t plummet to 160 overnight but when the belt starts loosening… a step has been made and it’s motivation to take another step.
That’s my motivation, it’s simple. I love to eat but I cannot leave this legacy. My dad just topped 260. I can’t do that. I don’t want to give that to my kids. I don’t want to raise my arms to worship God or pick my kids up and show off my entire hairy belly to the world.
I want to be healthy. I need God to be with me, to be seeking Him, to be disciplined. I need to be fit. I want to feel better. I keep doing what I hate. I eat McDonald’s and then feel awful and then wander why I ate it. It’s my flesh fighting against what is good for me. I’m not going to be perfect in this but I can get as close as possible, with God’s help.
My goal: To feel good, to bench my all time high, to be physically strong functionally, not just for vain purposes but to feel good. I don’t want to be tired anymore. Physical strength contributes to mental strength and I want my mental strength to be at it’s best. Spiritually I want to get up early to be with the Lord and feel great about it. I want to be disciplined and enjoy my life.
I am looking forward to a 2013 that sees me reaching new heights with physical growth, spiritual growth, and emotional health. I desire a balanced life and I plan on achieving my goals to get there.
Join me as I take the first step…again…. in this difficult and worthwhile journey. It will not be easy but then again nothing worth doing is. It’s a battle and it will continue to be a battle. Instead of pretending the battle is not raging and being steered by the current whims of life let’s take an intentional step forward and pray that Yahweh will cover us in the day of war.
Onward guys, let’s do this.