One week down...one week to go...

"You can endure anything for two weeks." -- My boss

Well, I've made it one week so far...From last Monday to Friday, I lost 8lbs...I'll find out tomorrow how much I've lost in the seven days...I can't say it's easy because it isn't...I'm not even sure if it's worth it, yet...It's Easter time and there's candy ALL OVER the freakin' place...Next Monday, when this is all over, I'm eating a Tri-o-Plex bar and a nice big protein shake...how fucked is it that that's what I'm craving right now?? Can we say "gym rat"??

I have learned a couple things though:

1) I HATE COFFEE...I don't care what flavor it is, it still tastes like shit! I got some tea tonight, and that is much better...okay, not much, but it's an improvement...

2) REAL grapefruit tastes nothing like grapefruit pop...Here, I thought I would hate grapefruit because I hate Ruby Red Squirt...nope...tastes pretty damn good...

3) My appetite is a lot smaller when I'm sick...blah...

I'll try and update this tomorrow with my week weight loss...hope it's at least ten pounds...

G'nite...getting ready to watch the Jeff Foxworthy roast...GIT-R-DONE! =)

"Diet"...

“If a warrior is to succeed at anything, the success must come gently, with a great deal of effort but with no stress or obsession.”
-- Carlos Castanada


Well all, yesterday marked the beginning of this stupid ass diet I promised someone I'd do with him. Omg, it's insane. Flies in the face of everything I know to be right. Three meals a day. Low-carb. Eggs up the ass! *sigh* Add to that the fact that I'm sick, and it doesn't make for a happy Chelsea...but, like my boss said, I can endure anything for two weeks (that's how long we have to do this "diet"). I keep telling myself that this short-term misery is worth the long-term satisfaction an enlistment would bring...right?? Supposedly this "diet" will help me drop 20lbs in the next two weeks. Hey, that's 20lbs closer to where I need to be...

I also hired a trainer to help me out. I think he thinks I'm crazy for doing this stupid "diet," but once the two weeks is up, he gets to push me around, diet-wise. Already told me I'm getting my fruit cut out of my normal diet. Dammit. I have a sweet tooth! I need my fruit!! Oh well...I can endure anything...What doesn't kill me, only makes me stronger, right!? I want this Army thing so bad I can taste it...

Anyway, I need to get dressed...blah...

…Dedication…Motivation…Determination…

Excellence is never an accident: It is the result of high intention, sincere effort, intelligent direction, skillful execution and the vision to see obstacles as opportunities

5 March 2005

I, Chelsea M. Rider, on this 5th day of March 2005, do hereby affirm my commitment and dedication to join the armed services in September 2005. In order to accomplish this, I need to drop forty pounds of my body weight (according to military weight standards), be it muscle or fat. To do this, I am committing myself to working out every day of the week. Three days a week I will follow a strength-building routine designed by a former drill sergeant. I will also perform at least one hour of cardio a day, seven days a week. This will include at least four to five days of running a week.

I will also following a well-balanced, low-fat, healthy diet. My day will consist of five to six small meals and at least two gallons of water a day. This will be the hardest part for me. This is where I need you the most. I may hate you for it, but understand my pseudo-hatred only stems from my own hatred of what I’ve done to myself. I ask for your support in my healthy eating, which may mean you might need to steer me away from Mexican food, Shamrock shakes, and peanut butter. J If I complain about being hungry, tell me to drink some water or eat some fruit and vegetables. Be harsh, be critical, be whatever you deem necessary to help. I ask this of you because I now realize that while my diet is the key to the weight loss, it is the hardest thing for me to get down and I need help in this area. I need to stop thinking I can do this by myself. Sharing my goals will now make me accountable to someone else besides me for accomplishing them.

One hundred and eighty days from today, 5 March 2005, marks the first day of September. The countdown begins now…


Chelsea M. Rider
5 March 2005