75Hard@364
“Find some difficult shit to do because that gets away a lot of the anxiety that you carry around in your body. Difficult things make regular life less difficult. That sounds so simplistic, but particularly physically difficult things. When you do things that are physically difficult, the strain of making yourself do those things is very valuable. It’s not just valuable in terms of health and the way you look. But it’s also valuable for your mind. Maybe even more so.” ~ Joe Rogan, The Joe Rogan Experience”
- Diet: High protein, low calorie (maintaining a deficit) while avoiding snacks and NO alcohol.
- Exercise: 10k steps per day + 2 – 45 minute workout
- Water: Drink a gallon of water each day.
- Reading: Read 10 pages of a non-fiction book each day – 12 Rules for Life by Jordan Peterson
- Photos: Take a progress picture each day.
| S | M | T | W | T | F | S |
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| 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | ||
| 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 |
| 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 |
| 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 |
| 27 | 28 | 29 | 30 | 31 | ||
Here’s the WHY…
On Sunday September 1st, my wife began her 75 day journey. I too was supposed to begin then as well. I procrastinated, hiding behind the excuse that “my requirements” weren’t ready. A week goes by and my excuse held strong, however, here we are.
Why would I do this to myself? The most obvious reason is that I avoid mirrors and only take pictures because I don’t want my kids to forget me but this has been going on for years. The final straw is most likely because one magical day I jumped on the weight scale and saw a number that upset me truly. 364. In the Goo Goo Dolls song Iris there is a line “the moment of truth in your lies”. For all the psudo foods I ate, for each bottle of bourbon/pint of beer I consumed, for each time I didn’t walk the dog I continued to lie to myself. That number, I feel right now, was my moment.
Its not only effecting me and my health but my family. My wife has taken up slack for my failures. She doesn’t stop from 4:30am – 11pm (yes, she commonly misses important sleep). At Disneyland, while I was in pain and could barely stand, she held Sophia up to see the parade through the huge crowd. For a pitching clinic, she had to go out and catch the ball because I couldn’t squat (at all). I am so proud that the girls do 5K’s together but I’m also very jealous that it is impossible for me to participate. For so many reasons, I have failed and she has helped make people believe that I’m a good man and husband when I’m not. I love for it but I need to take responsibility and be the man she see’s through Love’s Eyes.
This page is not my inner teenager looking for a “poor me” blog to get sympathy. I need this to keep myself honest. I hope that I am the only person who reads it (and I will be as soon as I make it private). This is my mirror for things like Disneyland and Softball and dog walks. When you can drink regularly, you can easily ignore things, you make bad eating decisions and no one wants to exercise. Here is to 75 Hard, I hope I can find the strength to do this. My Girls deserve better… even Lulu!