Getting through my third week was pretty anticlimactic. I seem to have fallen into a good rut. That isn't to say there aren't times that are trying. I am taking it day by day, now I sound like I am in a self help group.

It helps to remember why I am doing this. In case I haven't said it it is for my kids and wife. I am tired of them seeing as a fat bastard. I also realize that as I get older it doesn't get any easier.

One thing that is helping in the short term is the fact that my XXL tee shirts fit me again. I never stopped wearing them but now they actual fit. Gone are the days of a poly cotton sausage casing. It is nice not to have to use the old fat guy tricks like stretching out your shirt before you put it on. Another thing I had to do is add a hole in my belt in the right direction. I understand that the leather is stretching but also my waist is shrinking.

I finally decided what my weigh in day is. I am going to use the morning of my cheat day. That is the only way to be consistent until I decide to start taking measurements.

Saturday weigh in:
285.5 lbs.
Loss to date:
18 lbs.

-Zac

All it took was one comment on an old blog post and my deep seeded narcissism showed its true face.  I think that I have finally hit rock bottom in my eating.  One can only climb on a scale and see EEE instead of a weight so many times before you do one of three things.  First you can throw out the scale and never climb on one again.  Secondly you can go out and buy the kind the meat cutters use to weigh sides of beef. Finally, and the most sensibly, is to set a short term goal of losing enough weight to render you current scale useful.

So here I am embarking on yet another weight loss adventure.  I think that I am
finally ready to change my lifestyle.  I suppose my children would like me to participate in their lives for at least a few more years.  I also need to stop punishing my wife with my current size and shape.

I don’t plan on taking pictures of my food again.  I plan on eating a fairly
regimented menu and it will get boring fairly quickly.  What I will do is post some terribly lit pictures of my fat ass so as to scare people and keep my eye on the prize.

Thanks,
Zac