Etrain’s BodyBlog

Sorry for the pesamestic out look today, but as I arose out of my bed today, I had that ususal thought that always circulates throughout my mind. When? When are you going to get back on track and get this weight off? When are you going to take responsibiltiy for your action and for what you put in your mouth? Don’t you know what you’re doing to yourself is slowly killing you? You’re slowly dying off, and for what? The love of food? It isn’t worth it. It’s time to face this problem. Can’t run from the pain go towards it, right?

Hey body space!

It’s been awhile since I’ve been on here, and a lot has changed. I was laid off from my job, penned another novel and got a girlfriend. But the one that changed for the worse was my diet and training. I went from 262 to 292. A thirty pound gain. Currently I am at 287, but I’ll get to my goal. The point is I am ashamed. Ashamed at myself for letting myself get to this point. I let the lust of Mcdonalds at late night, and other junk derail me. I lost my focus. I lost me. So much happened at once. Problems with my girl, loss of a job, and other emotional things. I turned to the one thing that helped me throughout it all, food. But the more I went down that path, the more I saw the toll. People commented on how I was gaining weight, how I lost my desire to train. I did. I would come on here and be ashamed because I saw people make great progress and I was a loser gettiing fat again. I couldn’t wear my clothes that I bought when I lost weight and I got depressed. But last week, I made up in my mind to go back to the gym and not only do that, but maintain my diet. I don’t know about you, but food will always be a battle for me. I have been heavy all my life. I struggled with low self-esteem because of it, and that sucked. But I am determined to win this time. The bible says a just man falls seven times, but I believe you have to get back up and fight and get it right, so with your help, Body Space, I know I can acheieve!

I know most of us have heard that saying once or twice in our lives.But now, in these economic trying times, does it ring out any louder. I had this thought while I was hard at it at the gym, enjoying myself and enjoying my workout. Thoughts were racing through my head. Thoughts about bills needed to be paid or thoughts about love or the lack of it. But then that saying popped in my head. "At least you have your health." When our country (USA) is in destitute, and the future looks scary, it’s good to know that you have your health, or at least improving on it. It’s good to know that in these turbulant times that we can go to our local gyms or whatever we choose to workout and feel good that we have and are improving on our health goals. It is with our bodies that we’re able to perform our duties to the best of our abilities and provide for ourselves. So in this new year of 09 while President Obama tries to reshape our economy, let us take personal responsibilty for our health and reshape us. At least we will have our health.

E. Wingo

One of my biggest goals in the gym, besides bench pressing 315, was to always do pull ups. Well, I am happy to say that I can finally do a couple. I know for yoked, chisled men and women you’re saying to yourself, "two or three? C’mon, step your game up." But for me, it’s a big deal. Growing up I always envied guys and gals who do those. When I tried, I felt like my arms were about to rip out of my arms. But now to able to do those was amazing. I am sure the people at my gym are probably like, "whoa, man, easy on the caffine. But it was another life long goal I achieved. Something small, yet so rewarding to my soul and mind…

Etrain

A couple of days ago, I went to my gym late night, which is a 24 hour spot, and I decided to get a work out in. I was focused on working my arm that early morning and proceeded to do so. So in the midst of my workout, I noticed something that hadn’t been there before. Around my third excersise for my arms, I noticed my a vein in my right shoulder buldge out. It freaked me out at first, but after another set, I saw it again and thought cool. The point is we have veins all over our body, but comming from a guy whose body has been covered with tons of fat most of his life, it was one of those shocker plus happy moments I wanted to share with you guys.

Everyone uses that saying, "Hard work pays off!" I’ve used it myself in my life. But this week, I realized how much that rang true. In one of my blogs, I talked about getting in a practically new suit. It was a suit that my father had bought me a couple of years ago. I wore it a few times, but I couldn’t seem to fit in it because I gained a lot of weight. Well, one day, I saw that suit, since I was back hard in the gym, and I tried it on and boom it fit! I was so excited and happy. You just don’t understand how many times I saw that suit and I wished I could get into it. And I’m happy to say I wore it this weekend to a wedding, and I got compliments on it. I was so happy. The point is that everyone on here goes to the gym, and we bust our asses. Sure, we have unique goals. Some are competing, some are trying to get into healthy shape, some just want to look good naked. Whatever the goal is, no that your working out is not in vain. Those times you went to the gym twice a day, or when you lifted until you felt you were going to puke, or just caridio until whenever, it payed off. And that’s when you get those little perks like I did. You notice yourself after a shower and see definition. So keep going with your workouts because they are not in vain. Your hard work will pay off!

Just a quick blog today. Not to sound like James Brown, but I feel good! I just wanted to share with everyone on BS that being in shape, or least working to be in shape feels. I know that’s know that isn’t new news to some of you, but it’s kind of to me. You see, in 2000, I did lose about 80 to 90 pounds, but all I did was cardio. And I lost weight, and it felt good, but I end up gaining it back because it was rooted in other reason than to be healthy. But anyways, as I make my journey, I forgot how great it felt to have energy throughout the day and not feel sluggish. Or how it felt to run up a flight of stair without feeling winded. Or the best part, getting into a suit that looks pratically new because you weren’t able to fit in it. Again, I know this isn’t new news, but when I go to the gym and when I leave I know I have invested in my health, and the return will be priceless. So for everyone who is on this journey to better fitness and health, keep going. The return is worth the effort.

E. Wingo

Hello, my fellow body spacers. It’s been a while since I posted a blog here. But I felt compelled since I’m back in the saddle. A few months ago, I was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes. I remember that dreadful day when my life changed forever. I was on my way to work, and I was feeling like shit. (Excuse me for my french, but that’s how I felt) I was feeling tired, I was peeing hour after hour and I was just feeling faint. Anyways, after I got to work and checked in, I was told to go home because I looked like crap. I went to a local clinic and found out my blood sugar was at 600. I was like damn. So I drove myself to the emergancy room and was admitted to the hospital and diagnosed with type 2 diabetes. I was in the hospital for like four days. It was the first time in my life I was in the hospital, and in those days, all I thought about was how I let myself get to this point. My diet was crap, my workouts were crap, and this was the result of all those late night binges of fast foods, and sugary pops. After I was released, I had to learn how to eat again, and I had to learn how to live for health. Today, thank God I’m off insulin and now on one daily pill, I’m now at 283 down from 315.  I wrote this because in life, we do things for the wrong reasons. Some many times I lost weight for a girl, or to get in some clothes, or etc… But never did Ido it to be healthy. So I as I continue on my weight loss health journey, I hope this helps someone to think about their life and their health.

Earnest

Hello, my fellow body spacers. It’s been a while since I posted a blog here. But I felt compelled since I’m back in the saddle. A few months ago, I was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes. I remember that dreadful day when my life changed forever. I was on my way to work, and I was feeling like shit. (Excuse me for my french, but that’s how I felt) I was feeling tired, I was peeing hour after hour and I was just feeling faint. Anyways, after I got to work and checked in, I was told to go home because I looked like crap. I went to a local clinic and found out my blood sugar was at 600. I was like damn. So I drove myself to the emergancy room and was admitted to the hospital and diagnosed with type 2 diabetes. I was in the hospital for like four days. It was the first time in my life I was in the hospital, and in those days, all I thought about was how I let myself get to this point. My diet was crap, my workouts were crap, and this was the result of all those late night binges of fast foods, and sugary pops. After I was released, I had to learn how to eat again, and I had to learn how to live for health. Today, thank God I’m off insulin and now on one daily pill, I’m now at 283 down from 315.  I wrote this because in life, we do things for the wrong reasons. Some many times I lost weight for a girl, or to get in some clothes, or etc… But never did Ido it to be healthy. So I as I continue on my weight loss health journey, I hope this helps someone to think about their life and their health.

Earnest

This week is the third week on my quest to get back into shape. The past weekend, I weighed in at 315lbs. That’s down for 322 which was start. But the problem was that Sunday, I made that a cheat day. But it was more like a binge. That morning, I went to gym and worked out, but later that afternoon after church, I went to McDonalds and had two double cheese burgers and a dollar Ice tee and some fries. Then later that day, I had some taco bell. Geez! It went onto that Monday night when I end up having some lasangna. The point is I made a treat day morph into a 24 hour binge and I feel bad. But I won’t give up. Being in shape is important to me, and I won’t quit. I learned from it.