Weight loss at the end of a sharp stick.

The_Darkness

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So my wife has a huge crush on Jared Padalecki. And it really doesn't bother me. No, really, it doesn't. Afterall, I have crushes on other women, it's only fair right?

One of the downsides to her crush is that she would like me to look like him, body-wise. I look like a goof in long hair and I don't have the chiseled chin (neck is too thick), but she wants me to have a similar body type.

The kicker is that I can do it. The man in question is my height and my frame size. At least she's gotten off Hugh Jackman...another actor I share frame size and height with. After seeing Wolverine she looked at me and said "He's fucking huge! Why don't you look like that?" It was only half in joke.

I'm just unsure that I possess the willpower to do it. Mt. Dew is my friend, my weakness, and my curse, and while I'm not "fat" by any stretch, I have a belly on me.

Perhaps I'm looking to create another "Gym Motivation Thread". Perhaps I'm looking for support from my fellow Litizens. Maybe I'm just venting stress. One thing I know I'm not is alone.

Post your own goals, discuss, make fun of, deride others, offer suggestions, post pictures of your own physical work in progress, go nuts! Just don't be a blatant jackass.
 
First, let me say that any weight loss should be your idea, not your wife's, yes? I've been up and down in my own weight situation enough to know you must do it for you, not anyone else. :rose: (Even though Hugh Jackman is a god. Ahem.)

But I'll happily join your thread. I'm in need myself.

Why is it that stress in my life causes me to gain weight?

That's just so damned unfair. I spend a week in ICU with hubby and put on ten pounds? I didn't even eat on some of those days!

Since he's home our diet hasn't been that great, nor have any of us been exercising. Not yet, anyway.

And so it begins.

:cool:
 
THE DARKNESS

I'm betting you'll need a new wife soon.
 
After spending several months in bed sick, I woke up and saw how out of shape I was. I realized that the physical fitness of my body was within my control, and even if I couldn't cure my sickness, I could get my body into the best condition possible by changing my diet and beginning a serious exercise regime.

So, about two months ago, I started eating fruits and veggies and lean meats and I excised carbs and fats from my diet. I began a fierce exercise regimen which includes jogging, circuit training, abdominal workouts and boxing. At this juncture, I have lost 10 pounds, shaved off 3 inches from my waistline and have muscles in my legs that I am quite proud of.

Some days, I don't want to do it. I wake up and think: "Ah, the hell with it." But, I get up and go out and train six days a week regardless.
 
Yeah. Hubby's brief stint of unemployment recently has led to me comfort eating my way into the largest size I've ever been and I am pretty damn unhappy. I've now given up wheat and am trying to cut down on sugar, see if that helps. Once I've got rid of this ear infection I'll start exercising again, but atm I think it'd just extend the illness if I tried it. I'm sticking to trying to do as much walking as possible atm as a start.

My goal? About 3 stone of weight loss (42 lbs?) and 2 or 3 dress sizes. I'm losing my confidence in many things simply because of the weight, so I need to do something about it.

Hearty sympathies to everyone else at the beginning of this path. It's so hard to get rolling.
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Follow the South Beach diet or something similar. You'll shed pounds just through eating healthier and you won't feel deprived. At least I didn't and I gave up my pizza, chips and salsa.

But yeah, it's gotta be for you not your wife. Has she suggested you get plastic surgery yet?
 
...And so it begins.

:cool:

It's so hard to get rolling.
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You see, you two are going about it all wrong. You both need a Cheerleader (ummm, did you know that I was a Cheerleader in high school????)

So what you need to do is send me a before, several durings and a BUNCH of after pictures and I will cheer you on so that you keep your motivation!
(No need to thank me... I consider perving on your pictures kind of a public service... :cool: )

So, about two months ago, I started eating fruits and veggies and lean meats and I excised carbs and fats from my diet. I began a fierce exercise regimen which includes jogging, circuit training, abdominal workouts and boxing. At this juncture, I have lost 10 pounds, shaved off 3 inches from my waistline and have muscles in my legs that I am quite proud of.

Some days, I don't want to do it. I wake up and think: "Ah, the hell with it." But, I get up and go out and train six days a week regardless.

and YOU Missy... I don't believe a word you say! To you I say, "PROVE IT!" I want to see those legs (and ass) you are so proud of and I'll be the judge of just how awesome they are! ;)
 
Most self-improvement programs fail because they require life-style changes that are incongruent with the person's personality. You'll do it for a specific outcome, and when you get the outcome you stop and rest on your oars. And the cycle begins anew.

I wont exercise for love nor money, but I love physical work. Four years ago I retired from state service and ballooned in weight. So I got a part-time job unloading two supply trucks every week. Each truck delivered about 200 cases of frozen and supply items, and about 100 cases of cigarettes. One BAG-N-BOX Cola Mix weighs maybe 50 pounds. I'll wrestle freight around for 8 hours, but I will not walk a treadmill for 15 minutes.
 
You see, you two are going about it all wrong. You both need a Cheerleader (ummm, did you know that I was a Cheerleader in high school????)

So what you need to do is send me a before, several durings and a BUNCH of after pictures and I will cheer you on so that you keep your motivation!
(No need to thank me... I consider perving on your pictures kind of a public service... :cool: )

Laughing -

You delightful and naughty perv, you. :kiss::kiss::kiss::kiss:

I see my doctor tomorrow, as a matter of fact. With my hormones all artificially out of whack anyway, whenever there are additional stresses on my system I have no reserves. None. Hence - rapid weight gain, no matter what I do. Yee haw! (Where did my waist go???) :eek:

Well, THAT, and not being able to exercise lately. But tomorrow will be exactly four weeks since hubby's operations. We're on the mend. Even though I am the only driver and we're swamped, we're finally making some time.

We love to swim. We're going today, even though hubby cannot get into the water yet. But the kids need it, I need it and he'll be in the water soon.

:heart:
 
My exercise regimen of choice is riding a recumbent bike. Kinda hard to do when I can't bend my knee.
 
and YOU Missy... I don't believe a word you say! To you I say, "PROVE IT!" I want to see those legs (and ass) you are so proud of and I'll be the judge of just how awesome they are! ;)


:D:DYou make me smile, you wicked little tease you! All righty then, I'll send you some photos that will pop your sweet little eyeballs right out of your head. :) :devil:
 
Since I was 12-years-old, I have had a simple mantra that I repeat when I wake. "There are people out there who are going to try to kill you. They are mostly bigger than you are. You gotta be in better shape than they are and ready to fight to the death." I don't have any trouble at all staying motivated.

I work out each day. I have a scheduled work out, but I'll do whatever I can if I can't do my regular workout. Even if I have to sit in a hallway and wait for some person of great power to talk to me, I can still do isometrics. If I can stand, I can do balance exercises and so on.

I eat pretty much a healthy diet, including at least one dose of Metabolol II, in place of a meal.

It's not difficult to stay in shape, if you're motivated.
 
Most self-improvement programs fail because they require life-style changes that are incongruent with the person's personality. You'll do it for a specific outcome, and when you get the outcome you stop and rest on your oars. And the cycle begins anew.

I wont exercise for love nor money, but I love physical work. Four years ago I retired from state service and ballooned in weight. So I got a part-time job unloading two supply trucks every week. Each truck delivered about 200 cases of frozen and supply items, and about 100 cases of cigarettes. One BAG-N-BOX Cola Mix weighs maybe 50 pounds. I'll wrestle freight around for 8 hours, but I will not walk a treadmill for 15 minutes.

I'm actually in that boat as well. I love doing physical things but I hate working out. I shredded my knees and shoulders about 15 years ago doing stupid things and that impacts what I can and cannot do for exercising and activity (running bad, biking good). Since my job was taken by the economy I've been fighting with weight gain and holding my own, but I'm a bored eater and I love the Mountain Dew entirely too much.

Most of my weight can probably be shed with a few simple things, mostly abstaining from soda (or at least enforcing a dramatic cut back). It's not the caffeine that keeps me coming back, it's the taste, so if I get off that and clean up my diet a little bit, it shouldn't take much, particularly if I keep riding my bike to school when I have the opportunity.

The weight loss is for both of us. Like Safe Bet said, I just need me a cheerleader and my wife was never that vocal about my waist line in the past. I'm strong as hell and I'm in decent shape, but I just have this spare tire that needs to leave.
 
Like I say, you have to find activities you really groove on, activities that cut down the snack time. But it has to be stuff you'd rather do than eat. I love doing yard work. I like sweating and getting nasty...I shoulda been a nigger or a wetback.

I fixed a torn rotator cup lifting heavy cases over my head. I ate ADVIL for 9 months and cried for about 3 months, but the lifting cases repaired the injury without an operation. I aint lying about the crying. It fucking hurt. I slipped in the rain and broke my fall with my hands, which is how you usually hurt yourself.
 
i have a martial arts workout four days a week, but that isn't enough to overcome my poor diet, which has lead to my protruding tummy :(
 
Like I say, you have to find activities you really groove on, activities that cut down the snack time. But it has to be stuff you'd rather do than eat. I love doing yard work. I like sweating and getting nasty...I shoulda been a nigger or a wetback.

I fixed a torn rotator cup lifting heavy cases over my head. I ate ADVIL for 9 months and cried for about 3 months, but the lifting cases repaired the injury without an operation. I aint lying about the crying. It fucking hurt. I slipped in the rain and broke my fall with my hands, which is how you usually hurt yourself.

Better to break falls with your hands than breaking them with your knees...that was what happened to mine.

I like biking, I love running around in the woods playing paintball, but none of those are particularly student/parent friendly activities. Except the biking part; I can ride the kids in to day care in the morning and then the rest of the way to school. It's only a couple of miles and it doesn't take that much more time than driving. The big problem there is that I'm a pussy when it comes to heat and humidity. I'll take 10 below over 90 above any time.
 
Mmmm, Jared. Yeah, I have the hots for him too, but would never dream of asking Hubby to start hitting the gym to endeavor to get a body like that. And, OMG, what a body it is! But, anyway, I'd be seriously offended if Hubby suddenly decided I needed to look more like Jessica Alba or his favorite little cheerleader from Heroes, or whomever, just because my frame is similar. I'm 35 years old and know my physical limits. I'm getting in shape to beat the diseases associated with being overweight and getting older. If how I look turns Hubby on, that's just a boner, I mean BONUS. ;)
 
Mmmm, Jared. Yeah, I have the hots for him too, but would never dream of asking Hubby to start hitting the gym to endeavor to get a body like that. And, OMG, what a body it is! But, anyway, I'd be seriously offended if Hubby suddenly decided I needed to look more like Jessica Alba or his favorite little cheerleader from Heroes, or whomever, just because my frame is similar. I'm 35 years old and know my physical limits. I'm getting in shape to beat the diseases associated with being overweight and getting older. If how I look turns Hubby on, that's just a boner, I mean BONUS. ;)

Hey, take it where you get it ;)

She'd be horribly offended if I suddenly said something similar, too...but that's the difference between she and I, we recognize that difference, and we are very, very okay with it.
:devil:

But still, no time like the present.

Thunderstorms tonight might crush the bike ride to college, but tomorrow is looking perspectively good.
 
Hey, take it where you get it ;)

She'd be horribly offended if I suddenly said something similar, too...but that's the difference between she and I, we recognize that difference, and we are very, very okay with it.
:devil:

But still, no time like the present.

Thunderstorms tonight might crush the bike ride to college, but tomorrow is looking perspectively good.

Well, hey, whatever works in your relationship. Sounds like you're on the right track. Uh, and when you look like Jared *cough* post pics. :devil:
 
Someday..... I hope that my son wants me to chase him around... to play catch and tag and silly games with him

He is my motivation... he is why I stick the tunes in my eyes and walk.... he is my inspiration .... if he can force his little lungs to work then momma can damn well get off her ass and walk for him
 
Someday..... I hope that my son wants me to chase him around... to play catch and tag and silly games with him

He is my motivation... he is why I stick the tunes in my eyes and walk.... he is my inspiration .... if he can force his little lungs to work then momma can damn well get off her ass and walk for him

Sticking the tunes in yours ears works better. Just sayin'... ;)
 
Shoot! We'd all like to have a buff bod, but let's face it, 21st Century life doesn't reasonably lend itself to such things. Not to say one can't eat sensibly, exercise occasionally and stay fit.

I took up exercising with machines and free weights in '04...I still have a minor case of Dunlops Disease, but overall, I feel great. Mr. Universe doesn't have to worry about my contesting his reign either. :D

In re: your wife, husband, companion, lover, etc. desiring your looking like a movie star or a centerfold...my mantra has always been 'Take me as I am or not at all'. I'm sure I just pissed off a bunch of plastic surgeons, but there you go.
 
You see, you two are going about it all wrong. You both need a Cheerleader (ummm, did you know that I was a Cheerleader in high school????)

So what you need to do is send me a before, several durings and a BUNCH of after pictures and I will cheer you on so that you keep your motivation!
(No need to thank me... I consider perving on your pictures kind of a public service... :cool: )



and YOU Missy... I don't believe a word you say! To you I say, "PROVE IT!" I want to see those legs (and ass) you are so proud of and I'll be the judge of just how awesome they are! ;)

I need a cheerleader...

I haven't heard anything from CBP yet but when and if I do, things could suddenly start moving very quickly which could mean taking the *revamped* physical fitness test before I'm ready. So I'm attempting to follow some of their program suggestions...ways to get prepared for the physical difficulties of the academy so the test will be easy but it ain't easy.

Furthermore, I don't like my stomach or my legs and I want them to look better, but like others have been saying it's sometimes so difficult to get going that I don't even bother.

Sooo...yeah. I need a cheerleader.

And Dark...if you're okay with being compared to movie stars like that, great, but I can't imagine doing that to my husband. Yeah, we all have our crushes, we all have people we find extremely attractive and physically desirable, but turning to your partner and saying, "Why don't you look like that," can be incredibly hurtful over time and it's very unfair.

*shrug* JMO
 
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