Don't get me wrong, Bos, I really do appreciate your feedback and support. And that you're still responding to my transparent fishing (fishings? fishes?) for validation just cements my opinion of what a truly nice guy you are. That's why I promise to give it a rest for a while. After this post.
On my birthday trip to Denver last May, I looked at a photo of StevieB sitting next to my brother. What the...? It took a few seconds of cognitive dissonance before realizing that wan't my older, heavier brother in the picture. I recall that being my turning point. Booking a gay cruise not only provided extra motivation, but also a deadline: February 2014.
At the time, February seemed so far away that I decided I needed an intermediate goal. A point midway between June and February. That's how I set Atlanta's Pride celebration as my reality checkpoint. By empirically quantifying the progress that's been made between June and October, I'll have a better idea what I can realistically accomplish by February.
Pride offers the opportunity to expose my shirtlessness to America's experts in healthy, realistic male body image: Atlanta's gays. Based on this feedback, I'll know whether to stay the course or how I need to tweak my plan; either by doubling down on the cardio or locking myself in the bath with tequila, two quarts of Moose Tracks and a can of Spam.
So yes, I admit to being a bit focussed right now. My friends will tell you that. My Twitter and Instagram followers will tell you that. Even JB is getting weary of it; phoning in his back-pats. Oh, he still goes through all the motions of being supportive, but I can tell. The other day I stepped off the scale, crunched the numbers and said, "Dang, I lost 0.3 pounds of lean mass last week."
His response: "Great job!"
|You'll need to subtract the weight of my iPhone 4 from this number.|
Not an iPhone 4S and certainly not an iPhone 5.
Everyone knows the 4 was the heaviest of all iPhones.