5k? Sure no problem!

Today was race day.

I was nervous leading up to it then just excited as it got closer and closer.

I have gone to a lot of these races as the "support crew" but never as a participant. It was a great feeling to walk up to the registration table and pick up my official number.

Once we started I learned very early about the importance of having the right mindset. We picked a pace and we stuck with it.

My buddy Matt came up from Salt Lake to run with me, and I'm sure glad he was there. I know he could've gone a lot faster and been done a lot quicker but he stayed with me and helped me "blast through the chatter."

Blasting through the chatter is what Justin calls the ignoring and overcoming of negative thoughts in your head. Thoughts like, "You can't finish this, it's just too hard."

I had two goals going into this 5k...

1. Run the entire thing.

2. Finish under 40 minutes.

I did both... We kept our pace the whole time, and finished just over 34 minutes.

It was a thrill to pass that finish line and have people cheer for you.. Much better than being on the "support crew."

Here is a pic of us all at the finish line. Justin, me, Matt, and Meg.
Just to clarify, my number was pinned to my hoodie. haha

It was a great day.

On the sleeve of Justin's Call Out shirts it says, "Damn Proud of Who I Am," today I know what it means.

Next weekend: Half Marathon. Bring it!

(P.S. I will be posting weigh-in results tomorrow. Didn't have time to get an accurate weight this morning.)

"I Just Felt Like Running"

The title of this post is something I would never say..

I don't really like running, and even though I am much smaller now than i used to be, I am still not a fan. But I do it anyway..

In my 30 years of existence I have never participated in any form of race or charity run... until now.

I am happy to announce that this weekend I will be taking part in my first ever 5k.. Most of you probably have done dozens of these, but it's a big step for me.

The following weekend will be an even bigger step. I will be running (then walking..then probably crawling..then being hauled away in an ambulance) in a half marathon.

I am terribly excited for both.

It is fun to think that 4 months ago I couldn't walk up the stairs to my apartment without becoming out of breath, and now here I am running in races.

Crazy man, just crazy!

Back from the Mother Land

My apologies for going a week without blogging. I'm sure you were all just starved for inspiration. :)

This past week was eventful. On Tuesday night my parents came to town..

Now I know I had said I wasn't going to see my family until July, but I had given my parents tickets to "Fiddler on the Roof" which was being performed up here on Tuesday and Wednesday.

When I gave them the tickets, this whole "road to 100" thing, wasn't even in my mind.

Anyway we went to the show, which was fantastic, and enjoyed the next day just hanging out.

Since I had already seen them I decided I might as well give the rest of the fam a sneak peak of my almost sexy bod. So I went to Vernon for Easter.

It was great to be home and in the town I love.

Easter was great, Vernon was great, and the fam was great. But now it's time to get back to work. July 4th is coming up fast.

Falling into 30

So my 30th birthday is gonna be here in less than a month.

May 11th to be exact.

Since this has been a year full of change and enlightenment; I really want to do something I have never done before..

I've been thinking about it over and over, and then I saw the Biggest Loser episode when they arrived in Ocklund New Zealand and jumped off of the Sky Tower..

It looked awesome...

I obviously can't just hop on a plane to New Zealand and jump off the Sky Tower, but it got me wondering about what they offer down at the Stratosphere in Vegas...

Lo and behold!

They have the same ride.

Check it out!


So that is what I want to do for my 30th birthday.
The greatest part is, there is a weight limit and I'm below it. haha. That hasn't happened in a long time.

Who wants to go????

Week 15 Results

Well for the past two weeks I have been doing a whole new workout routine. It's involved a lot of spinning, planks, circuit strength training, and my new love...boxing.

These have been awesome workouts, huge calorie burns, and I feel fantastic.

Perhaps I can whip these T-Rex arms into shape after all. haha

Well I didn't weigh in last week and when I jumped on the scale today it was quite a shocker..

Week 13 Weight - - 267lbs.
Week 15 Weight - - 274lbs.
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+7 lbs. = Total Weight Loss of 46 lbs.

Now you would think I would be distraught about this. I am a little shocked. But my clothes haven't got any tighter, I don't look fatter, and I've never felt better in my life.

These past two weeks I have been working out harder than I ever had. So it's no surprise I have been building muscle, which in turn will burn calories quicker.

So I am excited to see where this week will lead, I am learning that weight loss isn't all just about a number on a scale.

The Sweet Smell of Victory

Today while I was on the elliptical I kept getting little whiffs of a pleasant scent.

I couldn't recognize it but it smelled like cologne, and I thought.. "Who wears cologne to the gym?"

So I turned to see who was working out around me... Nobody!

"Well that is weird, I guess it was just somebody walking by," I said to myself.

Then a little bit later I could smell it again..

I finally realized it was me...

And I smiled.

If anybody is looking for an awesome deodorant, that makes you smell like a million bucks, while sweating it out in the gym.

Here ya go..


And PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE wear deodorant to the gym. Meg and I had the most unfortunate experience of working out next to a teenage boy whose mother obviously did not stress the importance of wearing it.. Whew!

This morning was almost a puke workout, but not because of the work out.

Smell fresh my friends.

Eye of the Tiger

Today I took my first boxing class...

It was awesome...

Good calorie burn and just fun to hit things hard...

Excited to see how much more fun it will be... with gloves...

Ha Ha.. That's what happens when there's too many people and not enough gloves.

Two bruised knuckles and 35 bucks later...

I now own these...

See ya in the ring!