Jeff Jones

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Peace

Scales went up this time 2lbs to 252 from 250 on 3/14/08. Measurements went down for a total of 8.5" since 3/14/08, and 35" since 1/5/08.

Makes my goal weight of 210 look pretty far away, but I will get there. With all the changes in measurements it seems the weight would have dropped as well.

I hate it when the scales get possessed and go up! Makes me question my eating, was it worth it, maybe I should have had the pizza afterall? Anyway, I am shocked because 4 days last week and the week b4 I did cardio twice a day, plus lifted 5 days a week.

In regards to lifting - my weights are really going up, and it feels good.

In looking at my habits, I may not be drinking enough water, maybe I am ‘holding’ a gallon or two?

You know since I started using Purple Wraath my weight has not dropped much, but this is when my measurements sure started to change. I think the stuff contributes to good muscle gain. Tastes and smells bad, but I will have to give it Kudo’s.

My skin is yucky right now as it is more flabby than ever around the stomach. I do see it changing, got a 2 pack going, the other 4 are just being buggers.

I feel I should be happy for the last weeks, but am confused about the weight. Oh well, I’m not giving up now, because another 2 months and who knows what I will look like?

I just had to write about this one….I hit 250lbs today on the scale! Do I see your hands waving in the air??? I think it’s only been about 15 years since I was at 250. You people who are on this site - please take credit, because without your pics, your comments, and your blogs, I honestly do not think I would have reached this point!! Thank you. Next goal is 240. Let’s keep on trucking…….

Up until now, I thought losing weight was all about the stomach, boy was I wrong. It appears the stomach, aka ‘love’ handles, may be the stubborn ones.

Waist size has dropped 4 inches - good thing.

Bi’s have dropped 2 inches (still 18" with fat), and forearms are down 2 inches, yes, 2 inches - I now have 12" forearms.

My legs are a bit puzzling. My thighs went from 28" to 24" and my calves are 19" down to 17".

Chest has gone from 52" to 48".

My head is smaller, but you’ve already heard that story by video.

Anyway, I am Thankful, I am pleased, and I know I have a long way to go. I just hope I am being normal with these stats.

As always, Thanks to all the great people on this site for your help. I’ll keep on trucking.

To answer your first question. "What do you mean, ‘if it also reflects you life during that period of fat as well?’"

For me, I realized there were many parts of my life that I let spin out of control, mainly because I had no self respect. I have let my marriage get away from me, I’ve had no close friends that truly understand me, and all I have done is commit my time to my job not allowing anyone near me. I honestly believe my weight, and my self perception, all add to the feeling of "I don’t care". This is all hard to explain, but I hope you know what I mean. In my own I was arrogant towards my appearance, and quite frankly, I was Jeff Jones - what was there not to like about my fat ass?

Everyone has always told me that I am "big boned" and that I would never be small, and that I carried my weight well. I really believed it for years, and years. Now, I see from this site, that no matter where you start as far as body type, you can change it the way you want too.

Since losing weight thus far, and seeing my body change from the weights, I have learned to look at things very differently. Instead of placing a lot of blame in different places I have started looking at myself, I will ask if a certain event is really someone else’s fault, or could I have changed the outcome? Now I look at me, and my actions, and ask what can I change about me? All of the sudden I feel a great power that I had never felt b4. Though I am lite years from being the person I should be, I feel this transformation has reached well beyond just weight and measurements. I find myself on a high one day soaking in my changes, and then I catch myself still staring at this body wondering how anyone could love me in a sexual and affectionate way - life is quite the ride on some days. How’s this for laying all the chips on the table, a bit exposed here, but of course that first progress pic of me was the height of exposure.

Moving on………..

My blood pressure is now down and staying down. I am carrying stress to the gym and releasing it like a mofo. I am actually looking for a family doctor as I have not had a physical in about 10 years. I used to avoid doctors unless it was an ER. I did not want to hear the lectures etc..

Two years ago in November I went to the ER and spent the night in ICU with chest pains. My blood pressure was dangerously high, I was dehydrated, in terrible shape, needless to say. Stress seemed to be the culprit. Still I did not quit smoking or drinking (not that I drank that much, but I was always ready for a good party with women, spirits, and food), and I still continued to eat enormous amounts of food. Food is a drug, and I am an addict.

I have been uninsurable due to my health, medications, smoking, blood pressure, and obesity. Although, there are many people who are far larger than myself, and have far greater problems, the weight related issues have still been enormous for me.

The lifestyle changes are hard, but I have prevailed. I have been so hung up on the 12 weeks, that sometimes I worry what will happen after the last day of the transformation period. I continue reminding myself that I cannot go backwards, not just from the weight aspect, but also, the "downer" mode I seemed to live. I hide it well, I have to with my job, but I am truly hoping the demons of my past will disappear 4ever, and that I will find happiness within myself. I want to be a great Dad to my son, who is in the military, and want my twin girls to love and respect me forever. There are other areas my life of which this forum is not an appropriate avenue to convey, I know you all understand.

One day, when I am at 210 and looking rather hunky, and feeling hunky as well, I would like to tell my story to those who are just starting transformations. I want to reach in their hearts and let me them feel the power of change, and I will be there at the end of the 12 weeks congratulating them on not just changing their weight, but changing their lives.

As we have spoken b4, the power of the mind is quite——mind blowing.

:) 

After 41 weight training sessions since January 5, with cardio, and sticking with my diet - what da hell did I look like b4 I started? I must have been a real site to behold - I guess it was my friendly personality that kept ’my friends’ from calling me a beast?  

I hit the big 40th workout yesterday. Although, it was not a goal, it felt good to see since January, I have weight trained 40 times - never really thought that would happen. The progress pictures, the friends, and the blogs here at bb dot com have really helped me stay focused through the first 40. BTW, if I had not been entering the workouts into the workout tracker, I probably would not have realized I hit the big FOUR-O.Thanks to all involved!!

I am not usually one to discuss passing gas, "who stepped on the duck", cut one, or whatever slang term you wish to use when it comes to farting (don’t you hate that word?), anyway here is what happened to me tonight.

I’m doing bench dips, with this being my first night of adding a 10lb weight, and began to feel the urge to "let one", soes I scanned the room, and saw no one in sight, so I let it go - silent but deadly is the slang that comes to mind. Sort of happened mid bench dip.

No sooner than the noxious fumes hit me, here comes this young chic and guy, just chit chatting away. As they passed me, they stopped talking. There was no one I could blame it on, so I just kept doing the dips, hoping I did not shit myself, and feeling painfully embarrassed. Can you imagine what they thought? "Tonight at the Y, there was like this big fat bald guy who shit himself in the gym - it was gross to smell an old guy’s fart".

After completing the dips I darted for the locker room for an immediate inspection of the skivvies - upon completion of a visual inspection, I was back in the weight room - everything was fine, perhaps a near miss.

I then proceeded to go upstairs to use the ab thingy, and guess who was up there working out? That’s right, the infamous couple. As I entered the area they both looked at me and did not say a word. I guess they were waiting to see if anything followed me.

My conclusion. Life is life, we are who we are, and getting older just teaches us more humility. Although this story does not paint a pretty picture - shit happens.

Sometimes u just feel like a ho. I was tempted, I took the bait, and then afterwards I felt unclean, dirty, a bit slimy, and no, it was NOT  satisfying. Of course you know I am referring to food, as no one will "bait" me for sex at this juncture in my life, but that is another blog for another day.

Today is cheat day, have done well all week with eating. My kids had a basketball game at 9am this morning (that’s right 9am on Sunday), so I said let’s go to Shoney’s and eat breakfast - today is C_H_E_A_T Day! 2 biscuits with gravy, and a pancake with strawberries, with a Pepsi, followed by a coffee. How do you place misery in words when you are not a writer? Currently, my innards are protesting, and I feel sure they will break the security barrier, I just hope I am home when they cross the police line. TMI?

What the hell, I earned it, but don’t worry, that will not happen again anytime soon. Poor choice of cheating. No matter what I say to help me justify my skanky actions, I still feel like a HO.

One day, when body fat is low, muscles are large, I hope to feel like a ho, you know, a real HO.

OMG, it rocked, it felt hard, and it felt good. The testosterone is slamming. I forced myself into the zone tonight and it was better than any drug I have ever taken. I looked at each weight, each set, and each rep, and I said ‘you are going to have to kick my asse or I’m gonna kill yours’. I had no idea I could reach this level of euphoria during weight training. Afterwards I was spent, my body cramping, and sweat pouring. I make this promise to myself - my body will change, and I will continue kicking asse with these changes. What a boost!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!