Was updating a user in our system yesterday and while doing so I had to update the password and when I got to that part I stopped a froze. The password was…
There is no way this person knew me but still it made me laugh a minute and funny enough it gave me enough strength to get a bit motivated again. Fat James huh… ok. Part of me wanted to call the lady up and say…
“Hey random lady… YOUR FAT!”
I know, so third grade, but so what I wanted to do. I restrained myself though and found comfort in the fact that I was closer to being “skinnyjames” than “fatjames”. However, no one was using the first of the two as a password. Just “fatjames”. Has a nice ring to it doesn’t it? I like “skinnyjames” quite a bit better though.
This week I channeled some inner kick-ass and decided I didn’t want to faulter again. I got on the treadmill once… its a start OK! I ate a ton better than weeks before. Last weekend I tried to eat myself into a coma, so I had to do a ton of work to get going once the week started. It seemed to payoff though.
My weight this week…
For some reason (maybe because I gained 1.2 lbs) I didn’t update the fat tracker or actually spit out the weight (just the weightloss) from last week. So if you didn’t know I was at 210.6 lbs. So technically I lost 2.2 lbs, but we all know that I had been down to 209.6 lbs the week before that – so really I am down a pound from my lowest weight.
I can say that I haven’t been this weight in years. 205 is soooo close I can taste it. Wait, different analogy… it is so close I can smell it. 😉