Let's jump ahead, shall we?

I'm not sure exactly what was happening with my Internet but it seems things were published on the post with wrong dates attached, and then some weren't posted at all, so there is a little gap between my last post and today. Namely, I just finished my week 3 weigh-in and the result is...............278 pounds. For those keeping track at home, that's 10 pounds. That's like a Maine Coon cat right there.
I am pretty happy. I know 10 pounds in three weeks isn't going to get me a seat on Oprah, and no one wants to see me in a Speedo just yet. But, hey, it's a beginning, and I feel good that I have lost weight every single week.
This is a marathon. I have a goal of losing 70 to 80 pounds. When you put it in that context, 10 pounds aint nothing, but, again, it's a start. More than that, it's confirmation. It's confirmation that I am on the right track, doing the right thing, heading in the right direction. And what I'm doing now, I can keep doing it. It hasn't ruined my life. I don't feel like something wonderful has been ripped from me. Instead, I feel good. I feel good that my muscles hurt after working out. I feel good that I'm thinking about having a different body to go along with warmer weather this summer. I feel good that I'm thinking about doing things like buying a bike and taking trips around my area, or even getting back into some sports.
I just have to keep on keeping on.
The toughest part? When you get that little voice that starts saying "hey, you did well this week, why not grab that large steak and cheese sub on the way home from work," or "you know what, you're working your ass off so why don't you skip the gym tonight."
It is a battle. I find myself talking internally, a lot. Tonight, after the weigh-in, I spent a good part of the day having a conversation about grabbing a Bacon Deluxe extra value meal at Wendys. My logic was that, during the day I hadn't eaten all that much so I could afford a meal that was gonna run me 1200 calories, right? I would still probably be a little under 1800 for the day. But, do I really need a 1200 calorie meal? That was the fight and, as opposed to the past, a small sandwich and some soup later on won out. That's the kinda thing you have to do, go back and forth with yourself, talking yourself outta taking what I call the weight-gain road.
Anyway, I am down 10 pounds in three week. If I am down 13 or so pounds in a month, and can keep that going, I will begin to see it a little more in the coming weeks. It is just about working out and sticking to self-control. I really think what you learn is that, while you have to train your body, you also have to train your mind. You have to train yourself to take the right road, not the wrong road. I am getting better at that. I have had slip ups this week. Stuffed my face with a hot dog at lunch, had a few donuts, but overall, another three pounds down, 10 pounds overall, and things are going good.
Justin, I'm coming for yah, bitch.....