Sick and Tired of Being Sick and Tired | Day 40

Posted by Edward Ernest | Jun 13, 2017 | Body Image, Sick and Tired of Being Sick and Tired | 0 |

Sick and tired of being sick and tired has just hit day 40. For the most part, I’ve been pretty healthy since the move, and it shows. From 195 pounds down to 177 with seven pounds left of the goal. Also, in reality, that was not my real goal, if this is your first time reading this, it was to be in better cardiovascular shape and be an overall healthy and happier human being. With that said, let us get on to me complaining.

When I got out of bed today and went about my morning routine, I was most certain that my brother would stay and that a big confrontation was coming. However, to my surprise, my brother was also ready to leave after six days of hanging out and not leaving the premises.

It’s like the heaven’s opened up and shone a bright light down on me with a giant bear hug and said, this one’s for you kid. You deserve it. I fist pumped internally for a solid ten minutes as I locked the door behind us as we left.

The word LOCKED just sounds so good to me right now. It’s the simple pleasures in life that please me. Most importantly, solitude. Just like Superman, I need a fortress of solitude. And no mom, I’m not getting married and having kids like you think I will one day. You just don’t listen!!!

Ranting done! For now! I’m complaining when I should be celebrating.

Well, that was until I was sitting at work and received a text from my brother asking what time I was going to be home. I explained that I was going to friends for dinner and that I was going straight there after work, which was the truth.

Anyway, my brother then asks me to come home first. He wanted me  to let him in the house so he could watch the basketball game. Watching sports rules this guys life!!! UGGGHHHHH!!!!

I pounded my desk instinctively which had everyone in my vicinity stare at me. Next, I stared at the text like someone had just told me I had cancer. I know that sounds bad, but I take my solitude seriously. I really do.

I thought for awhile about what to text back and then simply replied ‘No.’ He answered back, ‘Seriously?’ and I said ‘Yes.’ To which he replied ‘Fine then. Ok. Great.’ This meant he was super pissed and that he was quite angry with me, but let him be mad. I need my space!

It felt good putting my foot down. I felt exquisite and since he’s mad, I know I’ll have many days of solitude to come.

When I got home after the dinner, I went on a nice run to cap off the self-preservation type day I had.

Boundaries are spice of life…….. says the guy with obviously not much going on in his life right now 🙂

Enjoy my Fitbit stats below.


Weight: 177 Pounds

Steps: 25,458

Distance: 20.99 km

Floors: 44

Time: 149 Minutes

Peak Heart Rate: 0 Minutes

Cardio Heart Rate: 9 Minutes

Fat Burn Heart Rate: 2 Hr 23 Minutes

Resting Heart Beats Per Minute: 60

Calories Burned: 3670

Calories Taken In: 1760

Food Log

(All Calories Are Best Estimates. When In Doubt I Went Higher)


(I’ve never been a breakfast guy FYI. Eating breakfast at all is new to me.)

Protein Shake: 308 Calories


Chicken Salad: 573 Calories

Afternoon Snack



Sushi With Mixed Veggies: 534 Calories

Evening Snack


Thanks for following my adventure of Being Sick and Tired of Being Sick and Tired. If you have any questions, I’m just an email away.

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Edward Ernest

Edward Ernest is pretty much the coolest guy that ever lived.......according to himself. He's one of the founders of and has zero respect from any of his colleagues.To the outside world, he's this very nice upstanding citizen, but behind closed doors he's one of the meanest people we know.Yes, he writes nice articles and gives good advice. It might even seem like he cares about you and wants to be your friend. But please, don't be fooled.We've seen him kick a dog a with a broken leg before and have heard him on the phone berating his grandmother for only giving him a $5 birthday gift.Be thankful he's not related to you.

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