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Ok so i reached my mini-goal this past week (Yay me, Whoop Whoop). The next day i broke off my diet plan, i had planned to get right back on monday. I didnt. This morning i got right back on my plan again, but im finding it hard keep my focus today. The will power is there, but the mental is not. I need a win one for the gipper speech to get myself fired up to exercise and stay away from the foods that tempt me.

GO JEFF GO JEFF

(this is me trying to fire myself up)

I made my mini goal today of 260! When i started at 300 it seemed impossible to lose weight….but now im fired up ready to go. Bout to head out for a 4 mile walk

This is a short blog today, cause i gotta get all my exercises done before tonight.

Redwings…..and Pistons….and Tigers….OH MY! all playing tonight in the D

Wow this one took some strength to get through. Today at school it was “Campus Pride Day” and one part of school spirit was the free food they were serving ( I bet they add this on my tuition next year).  I walked into the student center to meet up with a study group and i see a buffet table with everything I would want (but know i should not): Hot dogs, brats, hamburgers, potato salad, baked beans, popcorn, cotton candy, ice cream……bottom line i was suddenly hungry and wanted food (didnt matter that i just ate lunch 30 minutes ago). I stopped….took a breath…..and walked out. I went to the drinking fountain and took a big drink to satisfy my stomach. Crisis averted! I now downgrade this threat to Green or blue or whatever Non-Threat is on the national scale.

This is part 2 in my own crazy series. I’m hoping that by blogging like this i can motivate myself even more -Jeffrey

We were attacking the gut of the 300 empire, and the results of this exercise were a little surprising. We were winning the gut was shrinking…..confidence was building. It was decided that to defeat the gut and on a bigger scale to diminish the pounds of the 300 army further, continued exercise would be the key to victory. Don’t give up now, No Retreat…..No Surrender.

Then the first unexpected drawback happened. An injury a very important leg of the army would definately slow us down.  Frustration turns to concern, which of course turns to panic, as we find ourselves not being able to attack at full strength. King Junk food was surely smiling this day as he can see a small glimmer of hope on his side……he makes his move.

Wave after wave of defections come in the following three days. First it comes in the form of gooey cinnamon rolls, vile creatures, they come at you like they are your friends only to leave you empty inside afterwards. Next day brings family, usually an ally, but on this occasion they bring you foods not to help but maybe to block your progress. Why would they do this? Which side are they on? Stop take a breath….this wont stop you, it cant stop you.

Finally on the third day, your injury heals….as much as it can. Confidence comes from the new allies in our army.  First, a single rider in the form of the one they call Amy, brings the new battle plans and a better sense of judgment for the next stage of battle. The army is ready to take on the dwindling 300 again.  Just as we are taking our battle positions again a horn rings out behind us on the hills. New allies or enemies breaking around our lines? Relief! New Allies! Our army is strengthened by the powers of the ones they call the Rockstars. Together we will pool our resources and exchange our battleplans.  Get ready 300. This is a start of a new week.

BATTLE FORMATIONS!

…..to be continued

this is my little story, maybe some of you know the story im basing it off of, hopefully you enjoy it. I’m kinda winging it as i go. -jeffrey

Its been 27 long years. These 300 pounds have successfully stood their ground against me, each pound doing its best to not die off, each pound trying to recruit another. But a new day has come, a new battle here on this body we call JEFFREY.

Together each pound is strong, but we have found its weakness, for awhile i did not believe that they had one. Slowly day by day the new power is starting to win against the 300, 300 went dwindled to 290. 290 gave way to 280, still they tried to fight back.  Defections came in the form of doughnuts and pizza.  We could not give up I was starting to get the numbers, 280 went to 270.  We are gaining on them the pounds are starting to doubt themselves, hopefully they will turn on each other. This is my story, this is my future.  But to look to the future you must know your enemy, you must know your past.

The lords of body JEFFREY for too long have been King Junk Food and Queen Soda Pop, they want all the loyal subjects they can muster and will stop at nothing to get you to pledge your allegiance to them.  The High master Fructose Corn Syrup manages to get into most of the loyal subjects, even if you try your hardest to get away from him.  What the king and queen did not know is even the loyalest of subjects can turn when given a little push.

Queen Soda Pop was killed off a year ago and was replaced by a kinder Green Tea, with antioxidant power that threatened to rustle up some dormant metabolism.  This metabolism is the first step in resistance and if the gods see fit, the end of the 300 pounds reign.

Today we are meeting on this body for the battle of our lives. There is no turning back. NO SURRENDER. The first wave of attack is starting as we speak, Its one of our strongest forces. Exercise is hitting the remaining 300 where they least expect it….its going for the gut, which as we all know is the stronghold of the 300 empire.

…….to be continued