This week has been marked with some big success. It all started on Monday July 23rd. I stepped on the scale for the first time in 4 weeks. The reason for this was I found myself getting on the scale everyday sometimes 2-3 times a day. I was getting very discouraged and extremely frustrated. I was getting my butt handed to me in the gym and the number was not moving. It was a very frustrating time. After sharing my frustration with Jaysson, and talking with my wife, we decided it was time for the scale to go away. So Jess literally hid it from me, which I asked her to do. I didn’t want to know where it was because I know myself, and I would have waited some night Jess went to work and I would have pulled it out and got on it. I really wanted to stay off it for a good solid 4 weeks. Well weigh in day was this past Monday. I am down another 8 pounds, and weigh 367 pounds. For 38 total pounds lost. Some maybe questioning that a little and may ask I thought you were down 41 pounds. Well you would be right, when I started CrossFit, I was down 41 pounds and after about 2 weeks or so of CrossFit, I managed to put on about 10 pounds. That was part of the frustration, I had worked hard to get 41 pounds off and then starting a new gym I packed 10 pounds back on. Well after talking to a couple of the CrossFit coaches, who I would add are 10,000 times more knowledgeable in this area than I, they talked me through what I had done previous to CrossFit, which was a lot of Cardio but really very minimal weight training. CrossFit added a lot of weight training and my body wasn’t quite used to that, and we figured since I was improving daily on adding weight, then I was probably packing on muscle as well, which is a good thing. So all that to say I was happy with the 8 pounds lost and am looking forward to more weight loss.
When I started this journey, I set a goal of losing 155 pounds, and right now as it stands I am only 13 pounds away from being 1/3 of the way through this. I am very much starting to get into the meat of this journey, the newness has fizzled and getting up in the morning to go to the gym is starting to be an everyday struggle. I would much rather roll over and go back to sleep and not go beat my body until I have nothing else in me to give at the gym. I would much rather sit in front of the TV in the morning eating Resses Puffs (Yes I do like children’s cereal) and get caught up on the morning news, and then tune into the Rachel ray show, don’t judge me I work evenings so TV time is in the morning, besides that woman knows how to cook and it all looks awesome. However this weight isn’t going to just fall off, work has to be done for it to come off. I have found a gym that I absolutely love, and more importantly is working for me. The hard work is beginning to pay off, and I am daily seeing results. Right now as it stands I am able to left more, run farther and have the endurance to withstand each and every WOD CrossFit throws at me. Now that’s not to say they are easy, far from it, or that I’m not going 100% each day.
Some have approached me and asked how my diet is going. To be perfectly honest I’m still figuring that out. I have seen some great results with portion control. However portion definitely needs improvement and Jess and I are figuring that out as we go. Just as I have found with working out, what works for some doesn’t work for others. Same applies with food I think. A big thing is finding what is sustainable. Jaysson and I have talked long and hard on what is sustainable and what is not. Along this journey I have met people that are on similar journeys. In reading their blog information, I am stunned at some of the ways they do things. I have found that they can’t leave home without a food scale. If that is sustainable for them then great, or they can’t leave town without taking their own food with them to last for their trip. If that is sustainable, then great, but I know for me that would not work in any way shape or form. I refuse to be handcuffed to a food scale or making sure I have all the proper food to leave town, it just would not work for me at all. If that works for people then stick with it, it just would not work for me at all. I am thankful for a lady in our church that is a registered dietician at Hy-Vee in Windsor Heights. Her name is Sydney Jacobson. About 3 weeks ago Jess and I had the opportunity to go and meet with her. Sydney walked us through the entire Hy-Vee store and just gave us some great information and what to look for on food labels and what some of those big words mean and how those ingredients affect the human body. She gave us some great information on things to avoid and why those things should be avoided. Jess and I are really trying to make an effort to implement those changes, in the last 3 weeks my Peanut Butter has changed to JIF all Natural, and my milk option has changed. Honestly the milk was the hardest to change. If you’re from Iowa, you most likely grew up on Anderson Erickson. I know I did. Well I have made the change to a Milk option that is bottled in Guthrie Center, it’s called Cloverleaf Dairy. It is a grass based dairy and they add 0 hormones to their cows and honestly I think it tastes better than what I grew up with. Those are just a couple examples of things we have changed in our house. One other thing we have switched to is Quinoa. That has been an interesting switch, just don’t burn it in the pan, I did that the first time.
The second successful thing that happened this week is I got by body fat checked. I still have my YMCA membership in Ankeny. I found out that they check body fat for free for all members. So even though I haven’t worked out there in a few months I took advantage of their service. The last time I got my body fat checked was at Kosama in March. When it was check then I hit 43% for my body fat, well good news, I’m down 11% from that. On Monday I was at 32% for my body fat, huge blessing there.
The third successful thing that happened occurred today. Today I completed my first ever 5K. 3.2 miles of gut wrenching running. Running is probably the biggest weakness I have right now. I have struggled with running my entire life. I’m not built for running, but running is part of this process so I have to suck it up and put one foot in front of the other and get it done. When I found out we were doing a 5K for the WOD, I instantly got nervous, and my hands got cold, and my stomach was in knots. I absolutely did not want to go to the gym today. Well my alarm went off at 7 a.m. and I hit the snooze button, I finally rolled out at 7:15 got dressed, grabbed Jess’s gym clothes and drove to the gym. As I was driving over to the gym, a little anxiety started to set in. I was worried that I wasn’t going to keep up and that I would look stupid for taking all morning to run this thing. Well I walked into the gym and instantly I picked out my buddy Travis Bell, and three of my buddies that are Police Officers. The anxiety subsided pretty quickly. They all started to get me fired up and we joked a little about having the ambulance on standby for me. After that Ash explained to me the route and hit the clock and away our class went. As we took off, I tried to pick out a couple people to try and keep pace with. Boy was that the most epic fail ever. It lasted for maybe the first 300 yards and I quickly found myself at the very back of the pack and the last person in the pack looked like a tooth pick. I kept plodding on, and was just remembering what people told me to do, “keep your feet moving and put one foot in front of the other.” Some words a firearms instructor told me as I was struggling with a qualification course, “Just breathe” So that’s what I did, one foot in front of the other and focused on my breathing. I took the advice of one of the CrossFit coaches when we were running on a different day, she told me to pick out targets along the route and run to those. So I started picking out trees, mailboxes, stop signs, the end of a fence, things like that. It worked. Well as I approached NE 66th Ave, I began to meet the class coming back, the pack had thinned pretty good, but everybody was doing well. Ash ran by me give me a quick high five and told me not to quit. So I pressed on, one foot in front of the other, before I knew it I was at the half way point and headed for home. When I got turned around I realized now I was all alone, I wouldnt be meeting anybody else heading back as I was the last person on the route. As I ran North on the bike path back towards NE 66th, I started to get gassed out and my legs were screaming. I needed a push, I started to pray and just prayed that God would give me something to keep pushing me. As I approached NE 66th, I noticed that an Ankeny Police Officer had a vehicle stopped. Boom there was the encouragement I need, I was instantly reminded of my end goal and where I want to be in a full time capacity. I want that more than anything, and as it stands now, I am unqualified for such a position because I am unfit to pass the physical requirements to be a full time Peace Officer in Iowa. After seeing this, I was amped; I ignored the pain in my legs and kept pressing on. As I ran to NE 70th I began to get tired and the pain in my legs was really beginning to get worse, as I was about 300 yards from NE 70th, I found myself praying to just be able to finish this run, and as I kept going I saw a blue shirt and 2 gray shirts come around the corner onto the bike path and they were running towards me and then they stopped and began yelling for me. I instantly knew who two of the people were, they were my buddies Brad and Ben who both are employed by a Police Agency as Officers, I didn’t know who the third person was I had never met her until today. As I got to them they fell in line behind me and kept talking to me and kept encouraging me to finish and not wuss out at the very end of this run. Those three people finished the last ¾ of a mile with me. Words do not describe what it felt like to have 2 of my buddies and a perfect stranger come back for me and help me finish strong. I completed the run in a time of 45 minutes and 45 seconds. Definitely not a world record but definitely a mile stone for me. I have never run 3.2 miles in one setting before until today. I thought it would be impossible for me to run that kind of a distance and live to tell the tale. Well I did run 3.2 miles and I did live to tell the story.
I am so pumped for the results I have been having, God has been good and has blessed beyond I can even imagine. He has blessed in the weight loss and in the little things, like giving just the right amount of encouragement I need at the right time to get through a 3.2 mile run. A guy from my church who also does CrossFit was sharing with me a verse he came upon on the CrossFit Faith’s website and it was this Galatians 6:14- May I never boast except in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ, through which the world has been crucified to me, and I to the world. Wow, very convicting, and a reality check for me that this journey is nothing I can do, this is the power of Christ in me and the only thing I am to boast in is the cross of Christ. So here is to pressing on and I am excited to see what happens as I progress towards the end goal of losing 155 pounds, 38 down and 117 more to go!