Monday, 14 November 2011

Taking control

Well, after my post on Friday, unfortunately my eating is still a bit out of control....but I'm very glad I'm not the only runner who continues to struggle with my weight.

This morning I read the blog post below from Ben Davis over at bendoeslife.com (and in the photo) about him refocusing on his weight loss and facing up to the scales again after starting to regain some weight.  It's come at just the right time for me!  I've blogged about Ben before, but if you haven't seen his blog before, it charts his extraordinary journey over the last three years - he's lost 120lbs, run marathons and completed Ironmen events, and even created his own movement that has inspired people across the world to lose weight, get moving, and most importantly...to Do Life!  It's been fantastic following his blog, and while I'm struggling to get my eating under control again, it's good to know that someone like him can get a bit out of shape too...and hopefully I'm going to be able to join him in regaining control, one weigh-in at a time - starting tomorrow!

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November 13, 2011

I bought some new batteries for my scale. It died a couple months ago and I haven’t put any effort into getting new ones because I haven’t wanted to face the scale. All that changes today.
The fact is that I won’t be able to get through 52 marathons next year if I don’t drop some weight and get back into the shape I was in this summer leading up to Vineman Ironman.
And so begins 47 days of weighing myself.
A weigh a day.
Every morning I will roll out of bed and onto the scale.
But, Ben, isn’t weighing yourself daily a bad thing?
 Yeah, there are probably some dieticians and Women’s Health writers that have some psychological list of reasons you shouldn’t, but right now I need to wake up, every day, and face the results of the previous day’s actions—good or bad.
I will take my scale with me wherever I go.
I will put the effort in and I will see it reflected on the scale. Because that’s all it takes and I know it.
So join me tomorrow morning at 9 a.m. (pacific) and every morning for the next 47 days as I get ready for the new year
A weigh a day.
Party on, party people. 
I bought some new batteries for my scale. It died a couple months ago and I haven’t put any effort into getting new ones because I haven’t wanted to face the scale. All that changes today.
The fact is that I won’t be able to get through 52 marathons next year if I don’t drop some weight and get back into the shape I was in this summer leading up to Vineman Ironman.
And so begins 47 days of weighing myself.
A weigh a day.
Every morning I will roll out of bed and onto the scale.
But, Ben, isn’t weighing yourself daily a bad thing?
 Yeah, there are probably some dieticians and Women’s Health writers that have some psychological list of reasons you shouldn’t, but right now I need to wake up, every day, and face the results of the previous day’s actions—good or bad.
I will take my scale with me wherever I go.
I will put the effort in and I will see it reflected on the scale. Because that’s all it takes and I know it.
So join me tomorrow morning at 9 a.m. (pacific) and every morning for the next 47 days as I get ready for the new year
A weigh a day.
Party on, party people. 
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Thanks Ben...you're awesome! :)

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