Measure up 2/26
Welcome to February 2026. Time to review the measurements and see where everyone is.
But first….life….
Of all the things to realize this week…I need to focus on…this…..THIS!
THIS…the now….I can’t worry about my yesterdays or my tomorrows…
I’m really happy 90% of the time, so why allow myself to get stuck in the 10%? Why worry about what-ifs? There are no what-ifs!
I’m going to continue to make myself a better person and try to spend more time with myself at peace. Taking care of myself, eating clean, drinking less, lifting weights, enjoying the sauna, and reading books.
Come my birthday, I’m opening that pool!
I’m really good right now. I have to go searching for the bad.
This weekend I almost watched L.A. Story. I made it through half Friday night with a bottle of wine, and almost to the end the next morning. It seemed even better than every other time I watched it. I can’t wait to see it again. I drank a little more than half the bottle of wine. I may finish it tonight, depending on dinner. I was going to make pizza, but after seeing a 225.8 on the scale this morning, I may go with something lighter.
Which brings us to….
And Now….The Weather….
Lets start with Krista
Krista is a wonderful person and forever friend of mine. She is supportive and kind. Beautiful inside and out. I love my friend Krista. Krista can’t focus on weight loss right now, she is too stressed out. It’s a grown up trend that too many of us suffer. Everyone trying to lose an ounce here is suffering in one way or another. Krista will focus on herself more soon…and bring the kids over for a swim….Krista is off to meet her team, not quite reaching her goal, and tomorrow is too soon to fix that.
the man blog pool party…that will have to be a thing…I think Slab knows a band, we can go all out!
Next up, Jeremy. Ah fuk….shafted…battling…This guy…a tall man, beautiful really, Adonis…a great guy too, and a wonderful friend. Jeremy is up 4.5 pounds, exactly what he is hoping for. I’m not sure how Jeremy copes with what he has going on. It makes my troubles seem like a splinter. My empathy doesn’t extend to the depth of what he has suffered, and I’ve cried for a year straight. Jeremy and I will enjoy many more moments together, if life serves me well.
Russett won’t share his measurements until he gets to 220. He is groundhogging around 235. The groundhog days of the manblog can be tiring. Russett is putting in the work, eating salads and lifting weights. Russett has his own stresses, and the auto industry is the least of them. He has a colonsocopy and endoscopy next friday, they will likely use the same camera for both, hopefully its a top down event. Russett lost 4.8 pounds in January.
TBag is also seeing a few grounghog days…the scale flashes up that same painful number. But the inches are coming off. Tbag’s bday is coming soon, and her and a friend may stop by for a drink next Friday on their way to the casino to hunt rich men. Tbag is down and inch at the waist and chest, holding on to her tree trunk figure…she is worried about the ladies.
Slab has her situation together the best of us, not without some hickups…which seems to be regular life these days. Slab is a beast on the measuring tape. Down across the board, she was actually able to do up the third from the bottom button on her shirt for church today….the minister was sweating. Slab has lost 6.2 pounds! Slab has a little something…a heat…a slow burn….I can’t wait until she lets me post a before-and-after pic.
Which brings me to Yours Truly. The suffering….I saw 225.8 this morning. I will see 219 before the end of February. I am getting stronger and leaner. My arms and legs have grown and my belly has shrunk. I have not cried….not a single tear….today I was sad…and it seems sadness isn’t permitted…again…but it wasn’t for Mel. Mel made her choices, and I have accepted them. Some might disagree, but I’ve always let the people in my life make their choices. You live and die by your choices with me. It’s unfair sometimes, but that is how it is. If you make a choice, I may not like, don’t tell me what I’ve done wrong….you made the choice….
Not enough sleep this weekend, zero friday night, post and pre LA Story, and woke up at 4am this morning. Investigated peptides…I figured if I’m doing TRT I might as well pump the HGH…but chatgpt talked me out of it… for now…we shall see.
I love life. I love my children. I love my friends. I love me.
I will spend some time alone, love my space, the people in it, and I will be better than ever.
Whole….as close to that as I can get for the very first time in my life. Plenty of therapy and life lessons have paved the way….one hopes.
The Quote of The Day
Life is ironic. It takes depression to know happiness. And it takes stress to understand calm. Plus it takes absence to value presence.
