Mancave has come to a close, but the effects are still here. You’ll notice I haven’t posted a weigh-in in some time now. Partially that’s because I forgot my scale at home, and partially that’s because I didn’t exactly keep to healthy eating while at Mancave.
I wouldn’t say that I ate horribly at Mancave, but I drank. A lot. Basically, I had a beer in my hand at pretty much all times. I’ll admit, it was a hell of a lot of fun, but holy shit, did I swell up like a balloon. Anyway, I stepped on the scale yesterday at 356.2, a gain of 8.4 pounds from my weigh-in on Thursday. It’s not a particularly huge deal – after all, it’s really just undoing the weight loss of the previous week. But the worst part is my complete lack of motivation since I’ve come back.
Since I came back on Sunday, I’ve been fighting off some depression. I’m not sure where it came from, although I think the excitement building up to Mancave set me up for a letdown. Eating like a damn pig probably isn’t too good for me either, since it has completely sapped my energy. So basically I’ve been feeling bummed about not working out, but also feeling completely exhausted. It’s a vicious cycle really.
So anyway, on to the good of Mancave: I got a fair amount of exercise. Kelly O and I got up Friday morning and headed out to the gym. I got a couple of miles in on the treadmill, then did fifteen minutes on the stair climber. Also this: I will never laugh at the stairclimber again. I did 45 floors in 15 minutes and there were rivulets of sweat running across the machine. And Saturday, we hit the beach for a football game, which was a great workout too. I just drank beer for approximately 96 hours straight and that’s surprisingly not good for you.
So anyway, it’s Tuesday, my first day back at work, and an opportunity to get back on track. This is the time that I can decide to either throw in the towel, grab a plateful of ribs and fried chicken tonight at the Hometown Buffet, and let my ass get Ridiculously Fat again (I feel I’m down to just Very Fat status now), or I can make the right choices and let Mancave be the yearly blip on the radar that it is. I think I’ll go with the latter.
Dude I gain several pounds every year at Mancave. I don't weigh myself often, but I bet I gained 3-4 pounds at Mancave this year also. Even getting the exercise, we consume shit tons of meat and snacks and drink thousands and thousands of calories of booze! I always figure exercise hard for about 4 days straight and you shed the Mancave weight.
ReplyDeleteDon't get bummed. I always come back from Denver way heavier. We spend a week drinking all day and eating terribly unhealthy food with very little exercise but mostly its bloating and the weight sheds back off quickly. Don't be discouraged. You will see just getting back on a reasonable diet and some movement will get you back down on pounds quickly, motivation will follow
ReplyDeleteDon't get bummed. I always come back from Denver way heavier. We spend a week drinking all day and eating terribly unhealthy food with very little exercise but mostly its bloating and the weight sheds back off quickly. Don't be discouraged. You will see just getting back on a reasonable diet and some movement will get you back down on pounds quickly, motivation will follow
ReplyDeleteThis is great. Real life has things like Mancave. And holidays. And times when stuff just happens. Learning to get through those times with minimal damage and getting back on track (NOT choosing to throw in the towel) is incredibly important. Good job. I'm proud of you.
ReplyDeleteYeah, 96 hours of beer will do that, but it should be fairly easy (OK, not easy, but reasonably quick) to lose it again. And oh my GOD, the stair master just leeches sweat out of you. It's ridiculous.
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