Week Nine - 245 lbs
Posted by Michael Meinhardt | Monday, March 16, 2009
How the cat arrived in the bag I don’t know, but I’m going to give it some fresh air: I want to win this competition.
I haven’t really spoken of my intent on winning yet so here we go. I want to win. Simply.
A decade ago, I was a very active person. I played quite a few sports and won my share of games and races and I guess the nature of this being a competition has really brought out my competitive nature. I have been putting in far too many hours at work, on my own accord, keeping the floor running smooth and the business exciting. I love our stores and the dynamic we have created, but some days are just really busy. That said, when I get into the gym to train, I push a little harder than I probably should. I want to drive any stresses from my body and leave with a clean head.
This week however, I pulled something in my shoulder – a pain that has slowed me down in all facets of my life. There are only three weeks left and I really need to giv’er if I want to realize the weight loss I have set out to reach, but this set back is annoying. I do have a plan though. A plan that may include throwing darts at a picture of my belly on a dartboard and involve many liters of sweat and tears. It will contain the same regiment I have set myself on, only with an increase in my cardio training, and some creative grocery adjustments. Now I must apologize but my competitive personality won’t allow me to indulge too much at this time – perhaps in three weeks we’ll talk.
A decade ago, I was a very active person. I played quite a few sports and won my share of games and races and I guess the nature of this being a competition has really brought out my competitive nature. I have been putting in far too many hours at work, on my own accord, keeping the floor running smooth and the business exciting. I love our stores and the dynamic we have created, but some days are just really busy. That said, when I get into the gym to train, I push a little harder than I probably should. I want to drive any stresses from my body and leave with a clean head.
This week however, I pulled something in my shoulder – a pain that has slowed me down in all facets of my life. There are only three weeks left and I really need to giv’er if I want to realize the weight loss I have set out to reach, but this set back is annoying. I do have a plan though. A plan that may include throwing darts at a picture of my belly on a dartboard and involve many liters of sweat and tears. It will contain the same regiment I have set myself on, only with an increase in my cardio training, and some creative grocery adjustments. Now I must apologize but my competitive personality won’t allow me to indulge too much at this time – perhaps in three weeks we’ll talk.
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