Be proud of your accomplishments

Be proud of your accomplishments, I know I am.

First, a graph.

Weight since 2009

So I’ve been tracking my weight since 2009 using Myplate, now a livestrong.com tool. I added a bunch of life events that influenced my eating behaviors to add some logic behind each swing in weight.

What I’m proud of is the right side of this graph.  In 2014 my pants were getting too tight in the waist.  This was troubling.  So I did what any self-respecting person would do and decided it was time for the Subway diet. What’s that? Not sure what the Subway diet is? Purposefully limiting calories and meal size in order to change eating behaviors and thus reducing caloric intake.

In three weeks I lost 15 pounds.  Fifteen pounds! And I went to Vegas during this weight loss stint! Today is 3 days shy of one month of dieting and I’ve hit a limit. I’ve been 175.8 lbs for 5 straight mornings. Unfortunately, I don’t have time to go back to the gym right now.

And that’s because of my second accomplishment, yay!

Final Video: Basement Shower – 2 seconds long because it’s a shower, we all know what they look like when they’re working.

And here is the testing video that I put on youtube, because that’s what you do, right?

Yes, my bucket is dirty. Yes, I’m flipping a house and that was the nearest bucket. It’s hanging up there because it’s zip tied to a heating pipe that I have to replace.  The shower will be written up in it’s own post that I may throw up on this blog today as well and post date it to yesterday, when I finished it at halftime during the Philadelphia Eagles game.

Why be proud of such meager accomplishments though? Because I learned something while achieving each of them.  My sudden weight loss reinforced the idea that I am in control of my weight and thus in control of how I portray my public self (besides the mustache and out-going, overly friendly personality, see the following picture). And 15 pounds in 3 weeks is pretty impressive, considering all I did was eat 1700 calories a day.

This cute girl in the Monte Carlo's food court wanted a picture of my mustache. I demanded a picture with her. I told her to put her shades on, so we'd look super cool.

This cute girl in the Monte Carlo’s food court wanted a picture of my mustache. I demanded a picture with her. I told her to put her shades on so we’d look super cool.

Building a shower taught me how to build a shower, duh! To build a shower I had to build a wooden base. To build a wooden base I had to build a table saw. To build a table saw I had to clean up all my tools (okay, my father’s tool that are in my house) and organize them.

And as a final aside: no offense was meant when I added your name to my graph, I lost weight because I was depressed and the graph shows what affect it you had on me.

 

Today’s Take Away: Spiced Chai Black Tea with Honey and Coffee-mate

Directions

Combine using hot, but not boiling water:

1 – Bag of Bigelow Spiced Chai Black Tea
1/2 tbsp – Honey, any kind, preferably local
1 squirt or 2 tsp – Coffee-mate, which I use instead of milk due to lactose

Steep time varies, but 4 minutes results in a very smooth flavor that gives off a vanilla aroma. Thought the title has “Spiced” in it, the tea is not as spicy as other spiced chai tea such as Twinings “Ultra Spice” Chai Tea.

Bermuda, island of the Ray Ban

Nope, just saw a fly. For the last couple hours I was under the belief that there were no bugs on this humid little island. But I finally just saw my first, womp.

Back to the point at hand which is that everyone is wearing Ray Bans. Not literally like everyone everyone, but everyone, like even the kids. This of of course makes me smile that my shades have never fallen out of fashion, but also smug since mine are legit. And mine compliment my moustache perfectly, like one of those fake nose, mustache, and glasses disguise, you know, Definitely Not Blitzcrank-style. If you got that last joke, add Cpt Failcon on NA.

I think I’ve been in 3 pictures today, 2 direct and one secret kinda I don’t wanna say hi but that’s so cool or that’s what I tell myself to fall asleep at night kinda way. I need to remember to snap more pictures of these kinda admirers to add to my wall of appreciation (coming soon). You guys are the reason I waste 5 minutes every morning, or 10 like today since I finally broke out the white glue and solidified this lovely thing.

I don’t understand why people are heading back to the ship already, unless for lunch, which I supplemented with a Budweiser before I started blogging for the day. And today has been a really nice day so far, partly cloudy, 80ish and humid.

I’m still trying to figure out the pedestrian laws, but I’ve so far figured that busses stop for me, but taxis don’t.

Day 2, Showtime

My moustache isn’t anything a special, said no one ever. This trend has continue as I’ve met more and more lovely people. If you’ve got a picture here, you’ve got a friend in me! Seriously, you guys are great, glad to have met and continue to hang out with you.

And if you’ve found one of my business cards lying around the ship, contact me, I have a prize for you.

In other news, we’ve overtaken the Celebrity cruise ship and are taking a commanding lead. I managed to snap today’s image of the day from the 8th deck, which I keep referring to as floors, which is cool, right? The size of this ship really is amazing, it really is a great ship.

Grand Theft Towel

Towel theft is a serious matter. I managed to get to the 15th deck around 9 AM to claim my groups spot. Little did I know I was walking into a CRIME SCENE! I had been watching over someone’s book and iPhone for about an hour when its owner came back.

“Finally,” I proclaimed to myself, glad to be absolved of the duty of iPhone watch. But then it began, the search for her lost towels. When the iPhones owner came back, two Asians had taken up residence in her chairs. After kicking them out, the iPhone’s owner realized that her towels had been removed!

I was unable to help, there had been no towels there when I arrived, nor any Asians. The iPhone was the only thing I wanted to protect out of my fanboyism, and I was glad to have at least been able to do that.

As for the ship we are racing to Bermuda, it has closed the gap on our lead.