Friday, July 29, 2011

Weight Loss Update - Week 10

Another week and another 5 pounds gone!

Goal Weight = 220 lbs
Starting Weight 5/23/2011 = 312 lbs
Week 1 Weight 5/27/2011 = 307 lbs
Week 2 Weight 6/3/2011=301 lbs
Week 3 Weight 6/10/2011 = 296 lbs
week 4 Weight 6/17/2011 = 292 lbs
Week 5 Weight 6/24/2011 = 287 lbs
Week 6 Weight 7/1/2011 = 282 lbs
Week 7 Weight 7/8/2011 = 277 lbs
Week 8 Weight 7/15/2011 = 276 lbs
Week 9 Weight 7/22/2011 = 270 lbs

This week, Week 10 Weight 7/29/2011 = 265 lbs

That's a total of 47 pounds gone! And 45 pounds to go. I am over halfway! As promised I will take some before pics and some current picks with 47 pounds gone and will post sometime soon.

I don't recall the last time I was in the 260's But it was a long time ago. I hope to be out of them quickly. Thanks again to everybody out there who continues to encourage me.

Heading out to Colorado for a couple of days. I am hoping that I can keep up the workout regimen and food intake while there. Wish me luck!

Cheers,

Nathan

Thursday, July 28, 2011

Summertime

For any of you who care, summer has been hard to sit down and write a post or two. This week was even worse.

Here is an update of what is going on.

- Bids out for the house addition are coming in. A little higher than I was hoping, so we may have to cut back in what we want for now and finish the rest later.
- Logan started school this last Tuesday. Being in year round school he got out July 1st and had a 3 week summer before he went to 1st grade. Dallin and Emma don't start for another month.
- My brother is blessing his baby this Sunday, so taking advice given by my Aunt, we didn't plan to go out to Colorado until today. We are leaving tomorrow. Hopefully that will allow us to get our vacation in without something stopping it. That said, Tiffany will stay home as Logan is in school.
- We are staying in Colorado a couple of days. I have been furloughed for a week so I thought I would take a couple of days and spend them in Colorado. I hope to get to the mountains while we are out there. I love the Colorado mountains. Nothing against the Utah mountains, there is something special about those mountains.
- Porter and Emma came down with something similar to what Logan had last week. They got their meds and so far, the rest of us seem to have been spared.

Hope all is well wherever you are.

Cheers,

Nathan

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Friday, July 22, 2011

Weight Loss Update - Week 9

Back on track! Phew! I was hoping that last week was just due to vacationing and not due to some big plateau I have been trying to avoid.

We are down 6 pounds this week after being scared into submission last week and continue to feel motivated to lose the weight.


Goal Weight = 220 lbs
Starting Weight 5/23/2011 = 312 lbs
Week 1 Weight 5/27/2011 = 307 lbs
Week 2 Weight 6/3/2011=301 lbs
Week 3 Weight 6/10/2011 = 296 lbs
week 4 Weight 6/17/2011 = 292 lbs
Week 5 Weight 6/24/2011 = 287 lbs
Week 6 Weight 7/1/2011 = 282 lbs
Week 7 Weight 7/8/2011 = 277 lbs
Week 8 Weight 7/15/2011 = 276 lbs

This week, Week 9 Weight 7/22/2011 = 270 lbs

That's a total of 42 pounds gone!

I have had a few people ask what I am doing to lose the weight. I will tell you, but mostly it is just magic.

It's not like I wanted to get 100 pounds overweight. I recall one night eating some ice cream, finishing off my bowl thinking, 'boy, this is not good for me, I should not eat this'.

I then went and had another helping.

That is the mind set I had. And I will bet many others who are 100 pounds overweight could share similar stories of just caving into the caloric temptations of chips, ice cream, bread - vast amounts of it, any ways - I would go buy a loaf of french bread for lunch, and by the time I got home that day, it was mostly gone - Wow! Today I realize the need for carbs, but the necessity to limit my bread intake is one of the biggest temptations I deal with.

The magic is motivation. Or perhaps the motivation is the magic. Either way, I couldn't do it without that internal motivation. And I can't tell you how to get that. You have to want it, I guess. I admit I used the Biggest Loser and the current running Extreme Makeover: Weight Loss Edition to help. But this motivation is causing me to say no to candy, chips, extra helpings etc. It also motivates me to get out and get to the gym without fail.

With that said, I am watching and limiting my caloric intake. As stated before in a post, I am using a program at loseit.com - as an app on my IPhone it makes it easier, though Tiffany uses it via loseit.com and is being successful as well. If I am honest with entering the foods I eat, it will help me track how much I have eaten and will help me know how much more I can or cannot eat. It also tracks my nutrients so I can ensure that I don't get empty calories, but one that will help my body maintain a high metabolic rate, increasing my ability to burn calories throughout the day.

In addition to watching those intake calories, I am watching my outgoing calories. That usually means cardio. And lots of it. I usually spend about 30 minutes a day with some weights. I then spend an hour to an hour and a half on the treadmill, usually just walking. Or perhaps speed walking. By the time my hour is up, I am walking at a clip just below running speed with a full incline on the machine.

My idea here is not to work on endurance cardio. In fact, I don't want my body to become efficient yet. Not while I am trying to lose weight. I want it to burn as many calories as it can, and the more it becomes efficient, the less I will lose as a result. So I am using the muscle confusion method. Changing my workouts enough that my body doesn't know how best to conform to what I am doing. That would include stationary bikes, hiking, aerobics (which I hate, but have to admit, they are probably the best at muscle confusion), and changing my walking speed, incline, time, etc.

So far it has been working. I would expect that as I get closer to my goal weight it will be harder to lose the pounds I have been, but I also bet that if I keep this up, I will be able to get there quicker.

So there it is. Losing weight is akin to magic. And don't think it is not. Because I don't really know why I feel motivated more now than I did before.

But then again, I am not done yet, so I ought to be careful what I suggest. But I wish to thank all those that have continued to encourage me and respond to my goals and plans. You continue to help me to stay motivated.

Thank you,

Cheers,

Nathan

Thursday, July 21, 2011

Tiffany Update

Tiffany went to the doctor on Wednesday to get her 3 month checkup, now 7 months after our big scare. We are still optimistically cautious and this checkup continued to help us to do so. Still no anomalies to report. All platelet levels check out, as well as everything else.

She is healthy, for which we will thank the heavens for the great joyous gift!

She has started (actually a month and a half ago) to train for a half marathon, with the vision to finish a marathon down the road. She continues to be my inspiration in so many things.

We still look back to that short period of life with awe and wonder. It will always be a period we will likely look back to and know there were choices, decisions, changes that were made that will make our life better.

Let's hope it continues!

Cheers,

Nathan

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Kids Say the Darndest Things

So I was in Oklahoma when I got a text from Tiffany. It cracked me up and I thought I would share it with you.

One side note - we have struggled with Porter and keeping him potty trained. He was really good for a while, but he seems to have some sort of struggle lately and is not making it, probably 40-50% of the time. Frustrating, but it is what it is. We do the best we can and hope that one day he understands what we are trying to do.

Any ways, the text.

Thought I would share what I just heard.

Emma: Mom! Porter just peed his pants!

Porter: No I didn't! See, I don't have pants.

Emma: Porter did you pee your unders?

Porter: Yep!


I am scared for the future if the three year old is using that kind of logic in this situation.

Wish us luck!

Cheers,

Nathan

Monday, July 18, 2011

Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice....


That's what our little girl is made of...but in her spare time, she loves everthing to do with snips and snails and puppy dogs tails, and even snakes. Today I heard a commotion outside....kids screaming and running every which way. Soon, Emma and her friend, Adele, ran inside exclaiming excitedly that there was a snake outside and they were trying to catch it. Unfortunately for Emma, the snake was too quick and went into it's hole before she could get it. She ran inside yelling, "get a shovel!" Up went the garage door and out went the determined Emma. When that didn't work, she ran inside to ask if they could turn on the hose. That snake held it's ground and couldn't even be flooded out. After a while, I didn't hear anymore about the snake, so I assumed that they had dropped the issue and had moved on to something else.

Emma came upstairs a little later asking if they could use some yarn. I said yes, and then went about my work. A while later Porter and I decided to go outside for some batting practice and we found Emma and Adele tying the yarn around a poor snail that they thought would make a delicious dinner for a snake. Their plan was to lower the snail into the snake hole with hopes of catching it...like a fish. They tried their lure out, but after a second or two, decided that maybe a snail would be too crunchy for a snake - The shell had to come off. I stopped watching after that.

Their snake hunting was not going well, so they decided they might have better luck in going across the street to the marsh and finding a snake there. So Porter and I went with Emma, Adele, and the poor naked snail on a string, across the street to find a different snake. Along the way, the girls found a ditch. In the ditch were little fish, along with mud, moss and stench. They waded in and caught a couple of little fish. As we walked back home, Emma said, “Well we didn’t get a snake, but at least we caught some fish.” Hmmm Fish versus snake is a pretty good trade off in my book...so I'll take it; Along with my sweet bug lovin', snake catching, Emmie-lou who really is made of sugar and spice and everthying nice, with just a touch of escargo.

Love,

Tiffany

P.S. As I publish this post, there is a funeral being held outside for one of the poor fish caught just this day who didn't make it. May the poor thing R.I.P.

Friday, July 15, 2011

Ode to my Older Brother

If we are not our brother's keeper, at least let us not be his executioner.
~Marlon Brando


Last Friday I flew out to Oklahoma to spend a short weekend with my older brother, Cameron, and his new wife. It was a quick trip, but one that was full of activity, tender moments, fun, and one that brought back some memories as I recounted a few stories that only a brother could share to embarrass and harass his older brother.

My brother and I have an interesting relationship, probably not unlike many other brother/brother relationships.

He was the first and oldest sibling. I came two years after him, which I think crimped his style. All of a sudden, all the attention was turned away from him for a time, and ever since, he has had to fight to remain at the top. I always looked up to him. I guess that is what little brothers do. They want to be like their older brother. I see that today with Dallin and Logan. Though, there is a difference between Cameron and I and Dallin and Logan.

Dallin and Logan are split by a sister and four years. Cameron and I didn't get that. I was often old enough and big enough, to somewhat compete at some level with my brother. And we became bitter enemies, at times, because of this. Fighting occurred, jealousy ran rampant, and pride took over. And that was just my side of the equation. You see, my brother was just about better at everything than I was, and sometimes I struggled with that. Part of it was the two year difference, but more of it was simply that he was just better. There were times that I didn't want to live under his shadow. It happened all the time. Even after he had graduated high school, coaches would talk about him around me. Sometimes it drove me bonkers. Other times, however, it brought great pride.

You see, we weren't at each others throats all the time. Being two years apart not only meant that we could somewhat compete, but that we had similar interests and could understand one another. There were many times that I could say we were best of friends. Probably more often than we were enemies. That he could drive when I was 14 meant him and I spent more time together as he drove me places, or simply hang out with him (I think Mom made him take me a few times, maybe as a chaperon, or maybe to just get me out of her hair, or something). There were many nights we would stay up late talking to each other. And each time we did, a greater bond was created. One wherein a younger brother continued to look up to his older brother.

I think a capstone of our relationship happened during the Christmas of '94, just days away from him leaving on his LDS mission. He had always been quite the athlete and had lettered in many sports through high school, and, as was the case, he wore his Letterman's jacket with triumph and pride (as all athletes did then - though I assume it is still tradition today).

Earlier that year I had lettered in Football. My first letter (truthfully, I did letter in band prior to this, but you don't just go buy a Letterman jacket for a band letter - but that is beside the point here). I recall after receiving my letter, and wanting to be 'cool' like my brother, I recall going to purchase a jacket. But once there and finding the price of the jackets way out of my price range, my dream took a rain check to reality.

One other note, before I go on, was that my brother and I rarely ever shared clothes. And when I say share, I mean me using his clothes. I admit, at some point around 12 years old I got tired of hand-me-downs I always received from him. But somewhere at 15 or 16, I noted the coolness that he dripped of and wanted to be like him insomuch that I wanted to wear his clothes. He never let me, though I think there were a couple times I went into his closet and 'borrowed' a thing or two, but only if I could get it back before he would notice. I think I was caught one or twice.

Well, making a short story longer than I should, Christmas in '94 was going as many go, generally unremarkable, though fun and exciting as all Christmas' are. At the end of all the gift giving, Cameron said he had one last gift to give. To me.

The fact that he was leaving in a few days away from the family for a couple of years, the first to do so, heightened the mood of this event and even more tender than it probably would have been in any other situation.

He had a box that he gave me, and a letter. It was a multi-page read. I recall a few tidbits here and there, but mostly I recall my eyes moistened as I read, and read, and read, to myself. With all the family's eyes on me, waiting for me to respond about what the letter said or what was in the box, they watched, and before the box was opened, most, if not all, eyes in the room were glistening, as if they could all sense of the magical moment being unfolded in front of them.

Inside was his Letterman jacket. But instead of his name on it, he had my nickname, 'Fred', blazoned across it. A name he gave me a few years earlier, a name to which many of you may have heard of, but few know of the importance it has had on my life. The jacket meant a lot to him. The whole family knew it. And as much surprise as it was that he was giving it away, we all felt the sacrifice he was making to give it to his younger brother. A sacrifice of love.

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My brother has gone through some life struggles over the last few years. But recently, it would appear, that good times are coming back. With a wonderful wife next to him, I expect that will continue well into the future.

I went out to be with him as he made religious commitments that we both seem to better understand now having gone through 30 some odd years of life's ups and downs.

And again, I feel deeply grateful, that he invited me to be there with him. To participate with him. To share that moment with him.

Because, after all, who is my brothers keeper, if not me?

Cheers,

Fred

Weight Loss Update - Week 8

Good news and bad. The bad news. I lost only 1 pound this week. I was hoping for at least three. The good news. I lost 1 pound this week, a week where I basically was on vacation the whole week and ate foods I shouldn't have eaten. Or at least wouldn't have eaten if it wasn't vacation, nor were my workouts what they should have been.

I hope to get back on my bandwagon next week and get back to losing 4-5 pounds each week.

Goal Weight = 220 lbs
Starting Weight 5/23/2011 = 312 lbs
Week 1 Weight 5/27/2011 = 307 lbs
Week 2 Weight 6/3/2011=301 lbs
Week 3 Weight 6/10/2011 = 296 lbs
week 4 Weight 6/17/2011 = 292 lbs
Week 5 Weight 6/24/2011 = 287 lbs
Week 6 Weight 7/1/2011 = 282 lbs
Week 7 Weight 7/8/2011 = 277 lbs

This week, Week 8 Weight 7/8/2011 = 276 lbs

Wish me luck as I work on getting down to my goal weight after a struggled week.

Cheers,

Nathan

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Vacation - we never get one

So back in the spring we had booked a couple of nights down in St. George to get a couple of R and R days, wanting to get out of the cold and into the warm spring sun down there. When the day arrived to go down, a cold front had moved in and we would have been stuck in the hotel room down there. Not exactly what we wanted so we stayed home and had a staycation, going swimming, visiting some places around here.

Well, we had to do that again.

We had planned on going up to Bear Lake and camping for a few days in the area. Something that we all, and most especially Tiffany, was looking forward to. Well, in the days leading up to our leaving, Logan had come down with a cold. It didn't seem too bad. We took him hiking, playing at the park, etc, and he would often come home tired, but he didn't complain too much. However, as time went on, he started to complain more and more. Walking to church, a short walk, he got tired easily. We had a birthday party for Tiffany and he went to bed instead (on his own accord). He had come down with a cough, that the dad in me said it was just a post cold cough, nothing too bad.

But a mothers intuition is something I have learned you always must listen to. She opted to take him to the doctor the day before we were to leave on the camping trip. After being examined, and an x-ray, the doctor confirmed that he had Walking Pnemonia and doctors orders were to not go on the camping trip. Apperantly the smoke isn't good, and you don't sleep or eat very well either. So to many family members behest, we canceled the camping trip and tried to have fun in any case.

We have a trip planned in October. I am hoping that we will be able to make that one. I would hate to miss out on all our outings for various reasons.

Or maybe we just aren't supposed to get out this year.

Cheers,

Nathan

Monday, July 11, 2011

Happy Birthday To Tiffany

According to Dallin, Tiffany turned 28 today. He says she goes down in years, not up. Maybe I will get her to tell me her secret.

In any case, Happy Birthday, Sweetheart.

Cheers,

Nathan

Friday, July 8, 2011

Weight Loss Update - Week 7

Another week down, and still motivated and working hard to make this happen.

Goal Weight = 220 lbs
Starting Weight 5/23/2011 = 312 lbs
Week 1 Weight 5/27/2011 = 307 lbs
Week 2 Weight 6/3/2011=301 lbs
Week 3 Weight 6/10/2011 = 296 lbs
week 4 Weight 6/17/2011 = 292 lbs
Week 5 Weight 6/24/2011 = 287 lbs
Week 6 Weight 7/1/2011 = 282 lbs

This week, Week 7 Weight 7/8/2011 = 277 lbs

That's another 5 pounds lost this week. 35 lbs total in seven weeks.



Cheers,

Nathan

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Family Reunions

Family reunions are a social experiment. You get a lot of people together who have different interests, hobbies, careers, personal abilities, and even political thought. Bind them together with family ties and you just seem to get along with one another....

Differences are put aside during the reunion and memories create goodwill and sometimes raw emotions.

My dad was unable to attend his families reunion this year. So instead he sent a DVD with a slideshow that included pictures he had and pictures he took from the time he was young till just a few years ago. My dad was/is a picture bug. Not so much a photographer as he is a picture bug. And I mean that without any ire or laughter. He has his camera with him all the time and takes pictures. He is good at capturing moments and memories. It was his picture taking zeal that helped me gain an interest in photography.

Well, at this family reunion, which I attended, this DVD was playing while other activities were taking shape. As I came into the room where it was being played, I found myself hooked on the memories that stood before me. I was very interested in pictures of life before I was born. I saw pictures of people who I knew, but not in the way I have known them much of my life. I was intrigued and started asking a question here and there about this person or that person. Many of them about my own father. I learned a lot more about Dad after seeing pictures of him and talking with his sisters and brothers. I wished I had that information 20 years ago. It would have been good to be able to say back then, 'you did it, Dad, why can't I?'

If only I was more interested in family history back then, I really could have used it to my advantage.

Let's hope Dallin and his siblings don't start asking questions. It will save the, I-did-it-but-you-can't speech that would be sure to follow.

Don't go attending family reunions as a must-attend-or-mom-will-be-mad kind of way. Go with the intent of learning something about your heritage, your past.

And then enjoy the differences that abound in the family and the wonderful ability we all have to seek camaraderie and enjoy the similarities.

Friday, July 1, 2011

Weight Loss Update - Week 6

Another week down, and still motivated and working hard to make this happen.

Goal Weight = 220 lbs
Starting Weight 5/23/2011 = 312 lbs
Week 1 Weight 5/27/2011 = 307 lbs
Week 2 Weight 6/3/2011=301 lbs
Week 3 Weight 6/10/2011 = 296 lbs
week 4 Weight 6/17/2011 = 292 lbs
Week 5 Weight 6/24/2011 = 287 lbs

This week, Week 6 Weight 7/1/2011 = 282 lbs

That's another 5 pounds lost this week. 30 lbs total in five weeks.

My guess is that I will likely be losing closer to 4 lbs going forward. As my weight continues to drop it makes it that much more difficult to lose that many pounds each week.

However, I have been surprised at the results. It shows in the mirror, in the pants, belts, and shirts are much more lose. I still have a long way to go, but we are making it happen.

Have a happy 4th of July Weekend.

Cheers,

Nathan