Laaaadddddddddiiieeeessssssss and Gentttlleeemen - Please welcome - from COH-LUM-BUS, OH-HI-OH - He stands 5 feet 7 inches tall and weighs in at TWO HUNDRED AND TWO POUNDS
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek! Aahhhhhhhhh! He what? No really? Put the needle back on that record man! OH MY!
OOOOOOOHHHHH MY GOODNESS!
Yes, it is true - Getting ready to go out to dinner with my lovely wife and some good friends from the "nayvorhood" this weekend I ventured onto the scale.
I don't know why I did it. I don't know what possessed me to look down at the numbers.
I was not happy with what I saw.
Now, I have never worried about weight, on myself or someone else. If I'm fat I don't want to think about it. If someone else is fat, it's not my deal to worry about.
In a house full of women, we don't talk about weight anyway, and I think that's terrific.
People are people. Tall, short, thin, fat - doesn't matter. To me it's okay if the stand-up comedian talks about weight, but we don't need to.
To me, it just never mattered. I saw a little boy in my second grade class break down in tears when they announced his weight at 101 pounds and all the kids laughed. Ever since, I try not to make it an issue.
My grandmother was 4'11'' and by all accounts pushed hard toward 300 pounds - I never cared. I use those numbers now to describe her when I tell stories, but they're just that - only descriptive terms about a woman I miss dearly and love with all my heart and soul. She was tough, but we were tough together. (Miss you Babcia.)
I even banned the topic of weight at my house for awhile. Just ask my Mom.
Still - 202 pounds on a 5'7" frame? Holy Heck! That just isn't healthy.
I'm supposed to go to the doctor next week for a checkup and to get some paper work filled out. I'm guessing this isn't going to go over very big. (Hee Hee)
Could you step on the scale Mr. Brochowski?
Do I have to?
Okay, so where to go from here? I don't think my diet is all that bad. I do have a tendency to eat late at night. Guess I'll have to cut that out. K & D will be happy - the (refrigerator) rat lives no more.
Hmmm... what else. Exercise much Jimmer?
Um, outside of an occasional hockey game - No, not much lately. I will have to change that. Mulligan will be happy about that. It means more walks for him. Maybe I'll try that Couch to 5K Running Plan I've heard so much about. That will be a good start.
The thing is, I don't want to do anything that makes me miserable, that I might dread. We only get to do this thing called living once, so I'm determined to find a way to get healthier without driving myself bonkers in the process.
(To those of you who just said I'm already bonkers - Yeah, I know.) It's a good word though isn't it?
I'm willing to make sacrifices - I tried Coke Zero. But I'm not gonna get crazy - MGD 64 is not in my future.
I don't eat breakfast, but I can probably lose a cup of coffee. (How fattening is cream and sugar?)
I figure two squares a day and some exercise should send me on my way to a healthier me?
Will that be enough?
Far too many spend way too much time, and too much energy on this topic in my opinion.
But today - I have to admit it is weighing heavily on my mind as well.
I want to stay in the game after all...
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