When I woke up today I knew I was going to have a big Fitbit day. I’m further away from the office, but I’m still committed to the walk. In my mind, it doesn’t matter the weather; I’m going to Fitbit the shit out of where I’m staying. Being further away is only going to help me. Being sick and tired of being sick and tired is going to be a thing of the past.
Also, realizing that I could stay at my parents home until they came back (3 months) versus actually feeling settled at my own place, I’m starting to lean towards getting my own place and have started looking already. Peace of mind is winning over free lavish accommodations. There’s just something to be said about being in your own place.
Now back to my walk. As it turns out, the walk to work was 10,000 steps according to my Fitbit. That’s a shitload. Most people would be satisfied with that, but I’m on a mission. I’m actually feeling obsessively crazy while writing this. The Blues Brothers just popped into my head too.
It’s kinda how I’m feeling but not from God. Nothing against God though. I’m sure God is a pretty cool dude/dudette/theydette if that’s what you’re into. But I’m a secret narcissist, so I’m more into the mission of me. Most wouldn’t consider me a narcissist, but the more I’ve been on this health kick, the more I’ve noticed how much more I talk about myself. I’ve also become vainer.
Have I become a terrible person?
Has this person always been inside me but needed the right chemical combination to blow the lids right off my eyeballs?
It seems exercising and eating healthy foods makes you a dick. Maybe that’s why no one likes people from Vancouver?
I hated Vancouverites when I lived there. HATED! I can’t wait to get some Vancouver hate mail now. Enjoy your rain, assholes.
Now I’m being a mean asshole. So let me stop here before I regret saying anything.
BUT! Last thing. I did a weigh in today, and this mother fucker just hit 175 pounds. That’s down 20 pounds in 43 days, mainly by some dietary changes and excessive walking. We’ve thrown in sit ups, push ups, some shadow boxing, and running, however, the big one has always been finding room for extra steps, and today we did 30k bitches. So yeah, simple things work. Who knew?
Enjoy my Fitbit stats below.
DAY 43 STATS
Weight: 175 Pounds
Distance: 25.52 km
Time: 333 Minutes
Peak Heart Rate: 0 Minutes
Cardio Heart Rate: 41 Minutes
Fat Burn Heart Rate: 6 Hr 8 Minutes
Resting Heart Beats Per Minute: 63
Calories Burned: 4782
Calories Taken In: 2361
(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 Breast Salad: 573 Calories
Low Fat Ice Cream Bar: 85 Calories
Sushi with Veggies and Seafood: 576 Calories
Blackberries: 109 Calories
Red Wine: 500 Calories
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. Also, if you want to read from DAY ONE, CLICK HERE!
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