Holy $hit! I stepped on the scale and realized that I weigh 240 pounds. That's fine for a linebacker, but I'm only 5'-10". People who know me didn't believe it when I told them (or maybe they were just being polite) and quite frankly, I'm having a hard time accepting it myself. Who knew longer hair weighed so much? Seriously, I have no excuse. Yes, I travel excessively, but I'm fortunate to work for a company who puts me up in decent hotels with gyms. I also have a LA Fitness membership that's been idle for over a year. The reason is a lack of discipline. That may be a reason, but it's no excuse.
So along with the Alaskapade preparation goal, I have a concurrent goal of dropping forty pounds by my June 18th departure date. I'm not the weight loss pill, cream, or juice fad type and this isn't so new year resolution whim. Both of my parents died way to young because they failed to take care of their bodies. I'll do this the old fashioned way by hitting the gym, cutting the crap out of my diet, and just flat eating less.
The photo here is me at 240 on January 1st, 2011. I'll post pics as I reach significant milestones. I posted this here as a measure of accountability more than any sense of vanity. Believe me; I'm not proud of how I look.
