WebMD Weight Loss Clinic: The Dream Diet: Losing Weight While You Sleep
No, I haven't gone mad. It's an article about the hormones leptin and ghrelin. I'm telling you, if you'd learn about hormones, you'll know how to lose weight.
If you're weight training, I'd highly recommend ZMA before you sleep. It's one of the few supplements I can say, without a doubt, works as advertised. I sleep DEEEEEEEP when I take it.
Tomorrow will be 5 weeks without one cheat meal. I feel good.
Sunday, July 30, 2006
Monday, July 24, 2006
What's it like to be a normal weight?
Tell me if you think that people will look at this face the same:
As they would this one:
I'm not bitching, that's just the way it is. I'm loving it now.
People often ask me "How'd you do it?" However, the more amazing thing to me now is how different the world looks at me. A bad day now is better than a good day was. My overall feeling on life is just elevated.
I'll have a video posted soon that was shot for a local TV station in which I talk about my increased confidence, self image, pride, etc. It's so much more a mental state than the 100 pounds.
But I bet you'd like to hear specifics. What's it like to be of normal size after seeing the world through fat eyes?
The world looks back at you in a different way when you're 300. You don't realize how little respect people gave you when you were fat until you're not anymore. It's the little things you notice at first like people smiling at you rather than turning away.
What else can I tell you is different? I'll just make a list:
I can get up off a couch without "walking" my ass cheeks to the edge, and rocking to stand. In fact, every time I stand up in public, I think of how great it feels to simply stand and not be embarrased.
Speaking of being in public, I can move through a crowded room with ease; squeezing between chairs or people, or whatever with no fear of my ass knocking into things of people.
That reminds me of restaruants. I fit behind a booth no problem.
I don't sweat when I eat now. I used to need a handful of napkins at each meal. That floppy hat? It was for soaking up sweat when I drank beer.
I don't sweat at all now, really. I have to bust my ass in the gym to break a sweat. I have a resting heart rate at 50. I can get into the car on a 90 degree day and get the AC kicking before breaking out.
Ever have to fit in a friend's small car and adjust a seatbelt to maximum, only to then say, "I don't want to wear it." because you can't?
I don't have body odor coming from odd places. Use your imagination for a moment, and you can probably image there are folds in odd placese when you're 50% bodyfat. Those folds and the sweat don't create a pleasant aroma.
I walked outside with my shirt off the other day without thinking about it. I was enjoying some sun when it hit me. "I like the sun???" I like it enough that I may even make this shirtless outside thing a habit.
I own two sleevless shirts, and two skintight shirts.
I had to show my ID to a group of Starbucks employess because they all had assumed I was early 20's. One had suggested late teens. I'm 31.
There's a bodybuilder at the gym who asked me if I was going to do a bodybuilding competition, because "you're all mesomorph".
I can talk to any girl I see with 100% confidence. Confident that I'm not going to get shot down for being fat. I still may say something stupid as hell, and get blown out of the water.
I can have sex in 100's of better positions now. One of the new positions is with a woman. All kidding aside, having sex even at 250 was like trying to hump with a pillow in my lap. A big pillow. It tends to get in the way of things.
One of those "things" is longer now.
The biggest thing I love, and do it often, is smiling at the ladies. All ladies. Not a dirty pervert smile, but a warm smile. Old, young, fat, skinny, 8 to 80, blind deaf or crazy, I'm flashing a smile. And you know what? Most actually smile back! Is it because of the confidence behind it? Is it because I no longer look like a psycho killer?
Who cares? Where I was got me to where I am, so I don't regret where I was. To the contrary. I have a unique perspective on life and the world that makes me appreciate what I was.
And now? I love me and the world responds in kind. It's a good thing.
As they would this one:
I'm not bitching, that's just the way it is. I'm loving it now.
People often ask me "How'd you do it?" However, the more amazing thing to me now is how different the world looks at me. A bad day now is better than a good day was. My overall feeling on life is just elevated.
I'll have a video posted soon that was shot for a local TV station in which I talk about my increased confidence, self image, pride, etc. It's so much more a mental state than the 100 pounds.
But I bet you'd like to hear specifics. What's it like to be of normal size after seeing the world through fat eyes?
The world looks back at you in a different way when you're 300. You don't realize how little respect people gave you when you were fat until you're not anymore. It's the little things you notice at first like people smiling at you rather than turning away.
What else can I tell you is different? I'll just make a list:
I can get up off a couch without "walking" my ass cheeks to the edge, and rocking to stand. In fact, every time I stand up in public, I think of how great it feels to simply stand and not be embarrased.
Speaking of being in public, I can move through a crowded room with ease; squeezing between chairs or people, or whatever with no fear of my ass knocking into things of people.
That reminds me of restaruants. I fit behind a booth no problem.
I don't sweat when I eat now. I used to need a handful of napkins at each meal. That floppy hat? It was for soaking up sweat when I drank beer.
I don't sweat at all now, really. I have to bust my ass in the gym to break a sweat. I have a resting heart rate at 50. I can get into the car on a 90 degree day and get the AC kicking before breaking out.
Ever have to fit in a friend's small car and adjust a seatbelt to maximum, only to then say, "I don't want to wear it." because you can't?
I don't have body odor coming from odd places. Use your imagination for a moment, and you can probably image there are folds in odd placese when you're 50% bodyfat. Those folds and the sweat don't create a pleasant aroma.
I walked outside with my shirt off the other day without thinking about it. I was enjoying some sun when it hit me. "I like the sun???" I like it enough that I may even make this shirtless outside thing a habit.
I own two sleevless shirts, and two skintight shirts.
I had to show my ID to a group of Starbucks employess because they all had assumed I was early 20's. One had suggested late teens. I'm 31.
There's a bodybuilder at the gym who asked me if I was going to do a bodybuilding competition, because "you're all mesomorph".
I can talk to any girl I see with 100% confidence. Confident that I'm not going to get shot down for being fat. I still may say something stupid as hell, and get blown out of the water.
I can have sex in 100's of better positions now. One of the new positions is with a woman. All kidding aside, having sex even at 250 was like trying to hump with a pillow in my lap. A big pillow. It tends to get in the way of things.
One of those "things" is longer now.
The biggest thing I love, and do it often, is smiling at the ladies. All ladies. Not a dirty pervert smile, but a warm smile. Old, young, fat, skinny, 8 to 80, blind deaf or crazy, I'm flashing a smile. And you know what? Most actually smile back! Is it because of the confidence behind it? Is it because I no longer look like a psycho killer?
Who cares? Where I was got me to where I am, so I don't regret where I was. To the contrary. I have a unique perspective on life and the world that makes me appreciate what I was.
And now? I love me and the world responds in kind. It's a good thing.
Sunday, July 23, 2006
Oh no! Anonymous called me out!
http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22177390&postID=115336688938141051
He gets around on these blogs quite a bit.
He gets around on these blogs quite a bit.
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
Updates next week.
I've made some good gains (losses) so far, and am just getting settled into my new routine. I will update my pics, stats, plan, the whole enchilada next week. It's going to be about 8 pounds lost, as I set out to do.
Do or do not... there is no try
-Yoda
What? Too juvanile for your tastes?
I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set him free.
-Michelangelo
I actually have a picture of Michelangelo's David on the wall by my desk with that quote. It would be the look of David that I'm going for, rather than that of Hurcules. Frank Zane, Not Arnold.
Off to do cardio with an empty stomach aside from BCAA's and L-Carnatine. Burn more fat while preserving muscle, in theory. I'll find and article soon.
Do or do not... there is no try
-Yoda
What? Too juvanile for your tastes?
I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set him free.
-Michelangelo
I actually have a picture of Michelangelo's David on the wall by my desk with that quote. It would be the look of David that I'm going for, rather than that of Hurcules. Frank Zane, Not Arnold.
Off to do cardio with an empty stomach aside from BCAA's and L-Carnatine. Burn more fat while preserving muscle, in theory. I'll find and article soon.
Bill Phillips new, new radio show
Taken from www.BillPhillips.com:
Friends,
I am updating you on the radio show. At the request of listeners, I have made the decision to produce the shows independently and broadcast three hours of programming per week rather than just one hour, free of paid commercials (which I felt really hindered the flow and intention of the past programs). I don't accept any money for doing the show, just as I never accepted any royalties for the millions of copies of Body-for-LIFE which were sold.
Read more at www.Transformation.com
Bill, I'm waiting for you call. You've got my number.
Friends,
I am updating you on the radio show. At the request of listeners, I have made the decision to produce the shows independently and broadcast three hours of programming per week rather than just one hour, free of paid commercials (which I felt really hindered the flow and intention of the past programs). I don't accept any money for doing the show, just as I never accepted any royalties for the millions of copies of Body-for-LIFE which were sold.
Read more at www.Transformation.com
Bill, I'm waiting for you call. You've got my number.
Monday, July 17, 2006
Zen Master Yan Si Lan Liam Li
No one will understand what the hell this means besides me. Or maybe a psydo-Buddhist who lifts weights for enlightenment...like me. Yes, this is very odd. Or is it?
Koan: Zen Master Yan Si Lan Liam Li says:
"A man who sees everything knows nothing. A man who knows everything sees nothing. Show me your abs and you will see yourself."
Or, does someone understand? What do you think Zen Master Yan Si Lan Liam Li is trying to say?
Koan: Zen Master Yan Si Lan Liam Li says:
"A man who sees everything knows nothing. A man who knows everything sees nothing. Show me your abs and you will see yourself."
Or, does someone understand? What do you think Zen Master Yan Si Lan Liam Li is trying to say?
Thursday, July 13, 2006
Men, are you ever "the crying lady"?
Taken, sans permission, from http://www.hsilai.org/
There was once an old lady who cried all the time. Her elder daughter was married to an umbrella merchant while the younger daughter was the wife of a noodle vendor. On sunny days, she worried, “Oh no! The weather is so nice and sunny. No one is going to buy any umbrellas. What will happen if the shop has to be closed??These worries made her sad. She just could not help but cry. When it rained, she would cry for the younger daughter. She thought, “Oh no! My younger daughter is married to a noodle vendor. You cannot dry noodles without the sun. Now there will be no noodles to sell. What should we do??As a result, the old lady lived in sorrow everyday. Whether sunny or rainy, she grieved for one of her daughters. Her neighbors could not console her and jokingly called her “the crying lady."
One day, she met a monk. He was very curious as to why she was always crying. She explained the problem to him. The monk smiled kindly and said, “Madam! You need not worry. I will show you a way to happiness, and you will need to grieve no more."
The crying lady was very excited. She immediately asked the monk to show her what to do. The master replied, “It is very simple. You just need to change your perspective. On sunny days, do not think of your elder daughter not being able to sell umbrellas but the younger daughter being able to dry her noodles. With such good strong sunlight, she must be able to make plenty of noodles and her business must be very good. When it rains, think about the umbrella store of the elder daughter. With the rain, everyone must be buying umbrellas. She will sell a lot of umbrellas and her store will prosper.
The old lady saw the light. She followed the monk’s instruction. After a while, she did not cry anymore; instead, she was smiling everyday. From that day on she was known as “the smiling lady."
When we all have worries and problems, if we can emulate “the crying lady" and change our perspectives a little, we can transform worries and problems into happiness and fortunes. This does not require magical power.
There was once an old lady who cried all the time. Her elder daughter was married to an umbrella merchant while the younger daughter was the wife of a noodle vendor. On sunny days, she worried, “Oh no! The weather is so nice and sunny. No one is going to buy any umbrellas. What will happen if the shop has to be closed??These worries made her sad. She just could not help but cry. When it rained, she would cry for the younger daughter. She thought, “Oh no! My younger daughter is married to a noodle vendor. You cannot dry noodles without the sun. Now there will be no noodles to sell. What should we do??As a result, the old lady lived in sorrow everyday. Whether sunny or rainy, she grieved for one of her daughters. Her neighbors could not console her and jokingly called her “the crying lady."
One day, she met a monk. He was very curious as to why she was always crying. She explained the problem to him. The monk smiled kindly and said, “Madam! You need not worry. I will show you a way to happiness, and you will need to grieve no more."
The crying lady was very excited. She immediately asked the monk to show her what to do. The master replied, “It is very simple. You just need to change your perspective. On sunny days, do not think of your elder daughter not being able to sell umbrellas but the younger daughter being able to dry her noodles. With such good strong sunlight, she must be able to make plenty of noodles and her business must be very good. When it rains, think about the umbrella store of the elder daughter. With the rain, everyone must be buying umbrellas. She will sell a lot of umbrellas and her store will prosper.
The old lady saw the light. She followed the monk’s instruction. After a while, she did not cry anymore; instead, she was smiling everyday. From that day on she was known as “the smiling lady."
When we all have worries and problems, if we can emulate “the crying lady" and change our perspectives a little, we can transform worries and problems into happiness and fortunes. This does not require magical power.
Monday, July 10, 2006
Wendy's KID's Meal?
If you want to feed your kid a 620 calorie meal, with 89 grams of carbs, feed him the new "healthy" kid's meal at Wendy's. http://www.wendys.com/food/Nutrition.jsp
Let me break this down. I am ~205 pounds right now, and work out out HARD daily. I am looking for 300-400 calorie meals. I eat 200 carbs or less daily; and little sugar. I certainly don't eat ANY meal with 34 sugars. As well, most of those sugars are lactose, which spikes blood sugar faster than even white sugar. You're going to feed this junk to your 1o0 pound kid?
What's worse? While the fat is low in relation to overall calories, it's specifically this lack of fat that will cause this meal to rapidly digest causing a spike in blood sugar. Of course, this spike in blood sugar results in a spike in insulin, which causes fat storage.
And what goes up rapidy must come down rapidly. What happens when your child's blood sugar crashes after these highs? Enjoy your cranky, overly hungry child 3 hours later.
I've said it before, and I'll say it again. DO NOT try to eat healthy at a restaurant. Yes, I'm serious. You want a more glaring example? The "healthy" choice for an adult dessert would appear to be the yogurt and granola over the frosty, right? A small "fix and mix" frosty is only 20 more calories than the yogurt.
Quit torturing yourself when you're out to eat!
Let me break this down. I am ~205 pounds right now, and work out out HARD daily. I am looking for 300-400 calorie meals. I eat 200 carbs or less daily; and little sugar. I certainly don't eat ANY meal with 34 sugars. As well, most of those sugars are lactose, which spikes blood sugar faster than even white sugar. You're going to feed this junk to your 1o0 pound kid?
What's worse? While the fat is low in relation to overall calories, it's specifically this lack of fat that will cause this meal to rapidly digest causing a spike in blood sugar. Of course, this spike in blood sugar results in a spike in insulin, which causes fat storage.
And what goes up rapidy must come down rapidly. What happens when your child's blood sugar crashes after these highs? Enjoy your cranky, overly hungry child 3 hours later.
I've said it before, and I'll say it again. DO NOT try to eat healthy at a restaurant. Yes, I'm serious. You want a more glaring example? The "healthy" choice for an adult dessert would appear to be the yogurt and granola over the frosty, right? A small "fix and mix" frosty is only 20 more calories than the yogurt.
Quit torturing yourself when you're out to eat!
Sunday, July 02, 2006
High Fructose Corn Syrup is of the devil.
What that says is the more high fructose corn syrup we consume as a nation, the fatter we get. I'd bet we can draw a coorelation between transfats and monosodium glutamate as well. Can anyone find me a sales chart on those two demons?
Saturday, July 01, 2006
Why we do what we do.
This film is out there. However, if you scroll just to minute 48, and watch the part about neurotransmitters, you'll understand how your own mind works.
As soon as I saw this, I understood exactly why I used to overeat.
As soon as I saw this, I understood exactly why I used to overeat.
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