Goal Weight: 195 lbs.
Today’s Weight: 207 lbs.
After a surprise pardon from exile, I did eight stations, including some intense core work. I did fine — My push-ups and sit-ups this week paid off. We also ran on the treadmill, did suicides (anyone who has played sports knows about suicides), did lunges, step-ups and worked in the weight room. We also did 100-yard sprints on the track and did what was called an “Indian run” (we ran as a line around the track with the last person sprinting to the front over and over.) At one point on the treadmill, my heart rate was over 200 bpm. That’s pretty high for an old fart like me.
I got a great workout. And my soaked shirt proved it.
The end of the program is near. So I have to decide what’s next. Do I join a gym again? I intend to keep running and will start training for the next half-marathon I can find. The last day is March 30 and I don’t get weighed by Patrick House until April 28. (That’s when I have to weigh 195 lbs.) I’ll get there before then and intend to get below my goal weight. I’m not tackling linebackers anymore. I don’t need to weigh over 200 anymore. If I weighed 175, I wouldn’t cry.
Since Halloween 2010, I have gone from running a marathon to being obese to now being back in very good shape. I couldn’t have done it without my wife’s insistence and support. Without the challenge from Patrick. And without Paul LaCoste allowing me to join his group and then pushing me harder than I thought I could be pushed. I’ve come a long way — and have a long way to go. I faced a challenge — and rose to it. That gives me confidence I’ve lost over the past year. Now I know I can do whatever I put my mind to.