Taking Weight Loss Seriously


Guys, raise your hand if you wanna look like this guy.

I’m out of excuses.

Before today I could blame everything from “What do I wear?” to “these antipsychotics are making me fat.” But today is different. Today I’m on different, modern antipsychotics that haven’t been shown to cause weight gain. I even weighed in at 9lbs less than before the switch.

And I have exercise outfits now. My favorites are a pair of basketball shorts from Target (black) that I can just add to any tee with Asic or Reebok active shoes and a pair of Hawaiian yoga pants that are blue but just as versatile.

But back to the conversation at hand: Taking Weight Loss Seriously.

I know, it’s the end of the year and it’s time for New Year’s Resolutions once we officially enter December and weight loss is America’s go-to resolution. But I’m talking about right now. If not tomorrow morning (because I’m blogging alongside my big brother as we continue a tradition of hard liquor and episodes of The Big Bang Theory – No, I’m not drunk. Believe me.).

My main motivation is to test out what I can do with my new psych meds. Formerly I did that with drugs to see how long I could stay high and other follies connected with mad science (a good story, I’ll have to tell it sometime). Secondarily though, I’ve been looking forward to losing weight for good and for real for a very long time.

Of course, I want my young body back. But since I don’t want to ACTUALLY be that skinny, I’ll settle for being a hunk of meat stuck to bones and sweating only in the gym (or while running) or in bed.

Concretely, I want to run. I still haven’t worked out the right conditions to begin or maintain a running schedule. I think the pressure of run clubs is only necessary if you’re headed to 5ks and beyond. But for me, this is going to be something I do until I die.

And isn’t that what we all want at the end of the day? Something that will last a lifetime?

What if that something was taking care of your physique? What if it were a daily practice? What if it were possible…?

At some point, the conditions come out in your favor, and it’s up to you to either take the opportunity before you or suffer the stagnation of your decision to remain complacent.

I refuse to stagnate. For me; that was the former medication. Now that I have this “remedy”- this new shot at wellness- I want to know how healthy I can be.

I want to know how well I can thrive, how far I can jog, how lean I can get these thighs, how much tone and mass I can get in my arms and chest, and if I can get a mature set of high quality (exposable) abs.

When I meet and surpass these goals, there’s a reward I want at the end: A back tattoo across the shoulder blades reading: “Relentless”.

And hey- I’m not dreaming here. I’m planning. I’m reapproaching my thoughts to support the habits I want to pick up.

And no- this isn’t a resolution for the new year. I’m too excited to wait for all that.

It’s time to thrive.

Focus = Physique.

Let’s do this!

Be Well.

Breathe and Focus

I must confess; I’m in a pretty negative headspace.

As I struggle with what job to choose after letting myself go during the year of mask mandates.

With the COVID Delta strain now ravaging the world, I wonder if the unvaccinated will force businesses to shut down to protect them.

In that case shutting down wouldn’t be the solution, the vaccinated will be the only ones working.

Such circumstances are hypothetical.

What has me so blue is how truly weak I feel.

How strength training seems difficult to come by for me.

How if I use my stationary bike to burn fat I may just burst a fucking testicle with my thunder thighs.

And how- hang on…

I still have brisk walking. And seeing as I live on a hill in Colorado, taking a few (5+) laps around my block every day should burn a few calories!

I’m not completely poor (and my living expenses aren’t out the wazoo) so I can buy some free weights, dammit.

And I can amend my diet to less processed foods.

It’s not Lance Armstrong style fitness, but sometimes when you’re playing billiards you may not have a good shot to take, but you may have possible options to increase your chances next shot. You may even have just a really difficult shot. 

The point is: take the shot you got.

I may not have fucking bowflex (the 8 ball corner pocket of my dreams) but I do have coffee and joggers.

That’s all my fat ass really needs.

I’ll give it a week. If I don’t feel stronger by next Saturday, then it’s time to add on exercises.

Take the shot. Pace yourself. Breathe & Focus.

You got this.

Be well.

A Project Thunder Milestone (Video)


“To lose 1 to 2 pounds per week, you’ll need to burn 500 to 1,000 calories per day more than you consume — or 3,500 to 7,000 calories per week.” – Livestrong.com

Data based on 6 days (Tue-Sun) with Apple Watch SE:

Total Calories Burned: 5,707cal – Goal: 5740/wk

Total Hours of Exercise: 6hrs, 35min – Goal: 3.5hrs/wk

Miles Walked/Jogged/Run: 5.22mi – Goal: Open


This Tuesday each goal will be doubled for the week ahead. This is too easy for me!! I may look out of shape, but I handle my effort. Honestly, I’m CRUSHING it.

Breathe, Emmanuel. You got this.

You breathe, too.

Really-

Be well.

Weight Gain, Weight Loss

Image: Fat Mario

My studies on weight have come to a conclusion.

That being that the less you do, the more weight you gain. The more active you are, the less weight accumulates upon you.

I have 3 examples. One of which is myself, the others are my sister and my nephew, her son.

I myself believed firmly that it was a side effect to my antipsychotic medication which I have been taking for years. My weight having started it’s incline once I switched from daily pill form to monthly injection. Though this has not been proven by either my doctors or myself.

I now believe it is due to the fact that I have not exercised very much over the same time period. I am now overweight.

My sister, once an active duty service member, has been in incline since her diet and physical training decreased. She can now barely fit her tights since her honorable discharge a year and a half ago.

My nephew, once very skinny, has been playing video games and binge watching cartoons for a year, or since the start of the pandemic. Now a brisk walk with his mother earns him a trip to the doctor’s office for a look at his bruised feet and ankles.

What is the lesson here? Our activity must increase, but we must not hurt ourselves in the process.

It has been said “no pain, no gain” and I believe this is true. However, once we have already gained, the pain we have to look forward to has to be that of exercise, activity, and the inevitable perseverance such work will demand.

It may be months before we see any results like a drop in weight or once again fitting into old clothing as before, but one thing is certain, the wight must be lost.

Perhaps what we have to look forward to is a sort of “new normal” as a result from our efforts. And while I cannot speak for my sister or nephew, I do speak for myself in saying that I shall endeavor to find the right activities to allow weight to balance itself. I look forward to a new normal, because the current normal has never been a place I want to be.

Be well.