Time to lose that weight!
Following up on my post from last week on fat genes, I came across another article that talked about overcoming fat genes. The findings seem pretty obvious…
“Individuals who have a genetic mutation associated with high body mass index (BMI) may be able to offset their increased risk for obesity through physical activity”
Does it really take a PhD to come up with this? I guess I know what I need to do. Fat genes or not, increasing physical activity is going to be key to dropping some pounds.
Up a pound this week…
Weight: 216.2 lbs.
Waist: 40 inches
In all honesty, work has been so busy that I just haven’t been as good about making time to exercise. It’s all I can do to keep up and spend a bit of time with the family. I did notice my jump rope hanging in the closet today though and thought it might be a good idea to mix things up and break it back out. We’ll see if I can get back on track this week and have some better news to report.
Okay, so tonight’s post is actually inspired by my new “fat jeans”, which prompted me to do some quick research on “fat genes”. Puns play a pretty central role in our family’s humor, so the association was inevitable.
It all started with a pen leak in my pocket a couple weeks ago, resulting in a huge black ink stain that didn’t come out whatsoever in my only pair of jeans. Okay, in the only pair of jeans I own without holes and that I can fit in. So, I had to buy a new pair of jeans – or heaven forbid I wear slacks to work. My wonderful wife called me up a few days later and said she was at the store and there were some jeans on sale. Then the magic question – “what size do you need me to get?” Gulp… 38×34. Okay, so I officially got my first pair of “fat jeans”.
On to the topic at hand. Fat genes. In my initial scan on Google, it came up with a few articles of interest… one from 2000 and another from 2007. The short of it is that there is some data that shows a correlation between certain genes and increased propensity to be obese. I’m not sure where I would fall in this categorization, since I haven’t analyzed my DNA recently, but I figure either way it doesn’t matter – it can’t be an excuse to stay fat. Gotta push through and drop 30 pounds.
Okay, so I didn’t eat six quarter pounders, but I did drop a pound and a half… i.e. six quarter pounders… or 24 ounces might sound even better. Still no movement on the waist, but really, having done not much besides drink next to no soda, it’s an improvement:
Weight: 215.1 lbs.
Waist: 40 inches
I think I may have found a new workout though. We had a work party tonight and I tried Wii for the first time. You heard me right… FIRST TIME on the Wii. I *barely* lost (I’m not competitive, I promise) a boxing match to one of my employees. He’s in way better shape than I am though, so I’m not too surprised. I can already feel my arms getting sore from playing. I can’t imagine what the rest of the games are like. I just might have to look into getting one of these things.
I came across this blog this week where they have all sorts of strange maps. Since I’m trying to cut down dramatically on the soda intake (I’m from the East Coast, so it’s soda), I thought I’d share this random find.
I remember the first time a westerner was visiting me and asked for a “pop” — I was wondering if he was asking me to punch him in the face, but figured I’d ask for clarification. OH! You want a SODA… ok.
Most people grew up calling it one way or the other, but it could get confusing for someone like my sister who grew up with me in the “Soda” region, then spent a long time in Atlanta which is the heart of the “Coke” territory, and now resides in “Pop” land… so I’m not sure how she’d cast her vote.
Anyway you call it, its bad for your health (but tastes great!)
