coming to terms with the fatness

So, like a month ago (give or take a week) - Mike and I joined 24 hr. Fitness. We were fed up with our lazy bums gettin’ all the more plump from so much porn and web-based sidework. Needless to say, weed, munchies, fast food, and computer work = a big, fat ass. We thought we were doing pretty well about going to the gym, trying to figure out the machines as we went. But, no one there had shown us or told us anything. They were supposed to give us this 30 min. introductory tour/explanation, kinda get us started toward our goals. Well, it never happened.

Monday night, Mike and I asked about the introduction tour. They told us to come back the next day (which would be Tues. or yesterday for those of you not following along too well) and see one of the trainers. Mike wasn’t feeling altogether that well, so I went in alone. I sat down with a trainer and he went over some basic shit, asked me some questions. Then came the harsh realization that I was turning into a big, fat ass.

As I would come to find out, eating 2 Egg McMuffins every morning with a hash brown and then starving for the rest of the day and working out for 2-3 hours a week does NOT equal healthy. I had to rate myself on how well I ate, I was tempted to put down "D" (from A to F, like school) because I figured fast food was no good, but at least I wasn’t pigging out or eating more than I could burn. The guy said "dude… give yourself an F".

Apparently, it wasn’t the TYPE of food I was eating, but the fact that I rarely ate that was killing me. The body gets energy from fat, and burns sugar before fat. Well, with my eating habits, my body would’ve refused to burn the fat, b/c it needed all that fat just to keep me moving around by day.

The time comes for him to measure my shit, figure out what I’ve got in the way of body fat. Now, I know I’m gettin’ big, cause I weigh fuckin’ 172 (I actually weighed close to 177 before I started at the gym) — but guess what? I’ve got 26% mo-fuckin’, ass-flappin’ percent body fat. I was OFF their little "how fat are you" chart. God that sucks. But, if I lost all my fat, I’d be weighing some 140 lbs. or whatever. SO, I’m supposed to burn off the fat, and pack on some muscles. It had to happen someday.

Now, $300+ dollars later (which doesn’t mention the almost $300 for membership to the gym in the first place), I’ve got my own personal trainer, whoo! I’ve gotta flush my body out, take some multivitamins, protein shakes, protein bars, and start eating a whole lot more. According to this guy, after my 6 week program, I’ll understand most of what I’ll need to know to stay healthy, fit, and lookin’ good for the rest of my life. In 6 months, I’ll be a BuiltMitcz™.

I feel good about this. It’s about time I got to working out, I don’t wanna end up 3 yrs. down the line having trouble with seatbelts or anything. It’ll be weird if I get all buff, so I’m hoping to find a good equilibrium between minimal maintenance, fairly good health, and fit/thin but not "ripped" too big.

I’m just feeling good about life. I’ve got some direction at the gym, who knows how long I’d have been going on at that gym thinking "more pain, more gain", and knowing little else without ever actually doing anything good. This also explains why my previous attempts at getting fit were all for not.

And, in other news..

1. My first stand-up Comedy performance will be at Irvine Improv next Tuesday, May 7th. at around 8pm. If you’re readin this and can make it, please do. It’s free admission if you say "I’m here for Rev. Mitcz"

2. Celina and I will be ringing in our 8 MONTH anniversary that same night. Talk about weird timing, eh?

3. I’m on the verge of landing a job with one of the top 3 porn companies in the world, when I move to Ft. Lauderdale, FL in Mid-July.

4. RTFH will be launching on schedule, in July. It’s looking amazing, and Mike’s starting with the backend coding this week.

5. I chopped the wig. Dunno if I ever mentioned that, but my hair’s back to being about 1" long now. People seem to dig it, but it’s not cooperating. Right now I’ve got roughly 5 random colors in some chaotic arrangement going on with my head.

6. I finally finished a month-long project of redesigning our affiliate program’s main site: FETISHCASH, of which I did about 90% of the graphics, layout and design. The flash was 100% me baby! whoo!

okay, that’s all I can think of for now..
"Stay Tuned For More…"

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