Dawn’s Weight Loss Journey

Thats right…

Call the cops. I did it. I am stalker…

If I could get certified in it, I would…

I have become quite good at it…

I blame my genes…Lol…I have ALWAYS loved to people watch. I find human behavior fascinating…And I could spend hours sitting back and observing. I have been tested several times in the work place as to my “Personality” and always the results come back as an “Analytical Observer…” or a “Thinker”…

I have horned this skill.

I watch.

I listen. TRULY listen. To what people say and more importantly, what they DONT say…

I have been told I am easy to talk to.

I have been told I FORCE peole to open up and talk…I love that one…

Yep, thats me, there with the giant ball bat, forcing you to open your mouth and speak. If not, fifty wacks with the bat. Period. Dont sass me. Just speak!

I also looooove knowledge. Research. Whatever you want to call it.

I also have OCD. What this means is…If there is ANYTHING I have an interest in, I become OBSESSED with it. I read about it. Learn about. I scour the net in research. I drain ALL of the info, and sometimes the joy, out of it, until I am satisfied.

At this point, I usually become bored…

Boredom is the little red devil sitting on my shoulder.

Boredom has caused me to make more than one horrible decision in my life.

I am just one of those people that have one of those minds that MUST be occupied to over flowing, or I get distracted and bored…

Personal. And in my proffesional life. BOREDOM = DEATH to me. I both love that and hate that about myself.

Okay.

Back to stalking…

All of these traits. Quirks of mine. Have led me to become a pretty good stalker…(And in case there IS a cop out there reading this blog, please calm down…I am not THAT kind of stalker!!!)

Here is the gold…My confession…

I HAVE BEEN STALKING MY GYM EQUIPMENT!!!!

OMG. Its ever so true!!!

A creature of habit I am, and its soooo freakin hard to get me to do things…Stubborn as a mule…Or, hey, a BULL…(I am a taurus!!)

So. If you follow my journey, then you know about 5 weeks ago I joined my first REAL gym after 10 years of using a fitness center at my condo…I loved my little fitness center and as far as fitness centers in condos go, it was pretty nice.

But can I just say…

I LOVE MY GYM!!! MY REAL, BIG KID, GYM!!! (Insert a shout out to GOLDS GYM here!) The facility I go to is TOP NOTCH. And really, I dont miss the 40 bucks a month I pay.

So. I go 5 days a week, for about 50 minutes to an hour and a half depending on the body part I am working that day.

Since day one, I have been stalking.

I get on the machines I KNOW. The beloved Elliptical and the Treadmill.

And the ENTIRE time I am on them, I am scoping out the other machines. I STALK THEM. I watch their EVERY MOVE. I think on them. Contemplate about them. OBSESS about them.

I EVER so carefully choose my next victim…

Will it be the fancy bike in the front row with the groovy computer screen that simulates mountains?

Will it be the Tony Little like Gazelle machine behind me?

Perhaps today it will be the stair climber that actually looks like a set of STAIRS!!! (Truly, a mini escalator…How very cool is that??)

You see…

I feel like a freakin kid in a candy store…And, well, I kind of am!!

Oh, wait, what I am, is a fat girl in a gym!!! A REAL gym. With EVERY bit of new technology in front of me…And I am USING it for the first time on this journey…I have broken out of my routine…

Last week it was the TREAD CLIMBER by Nautilus. Now. If you know NOT what that is. Let me tell you. It was surely invented by Satan himself. And yes, I am certain a man invented it…

Its like a treadmill on steroids. Two individual belts. One for each foot, and it goes up and down WHILE walking…

Now, I had stalked this machine for WEEKS. Watched its every move. “Whats the big deal?” I said to myself…So its a funky treadmill…Who cares…Why the fuss Gus???

It burns TWICE the calories as a regular treadmill? Sure. Whatever!

So, I mosey on over last week. Set the timer for 20 minutes. I mean, I can do an hour on the treadmill. 20 minutes should be NOTHING on this silly machine…

Yeah. Ummm. Sure…You go with your badself Dawn…

And just like that…The stalker becomes the stalkee!!!

Apparently, he had been watching me too!!!! And he had my number big time…I think he said to his other mechanical buddies…”Hey, watch what I do to the fat girl…” LOL…

I made it all of about 3.44 minutes…Before I could feel every muscle in my leg burning. Ripping away from my leg bones I was certain!!

That damn machine SUCKED…(In a good kinda way!)

I put it on my list to be conquered…I will come back for you my dear. And I WILL do my 20 minutes by the end of it all…

Then a few days later it was the Gazelle like machine…Eh. It was okay. Didnt feel too hard for me…That one did NOT take me down…

Then yesterday it was a weird funky no name machine that was a Stride Maker or some sillness. It burned a heck of a lot of calories. I did ten minutes…

Then I noticed yet another new row of equipment…called the WAVE…Its like a stepper, but it goes side to side…

It looks brutal…

As a matter of fact, I watched it claim several victims yesterday at teh gym…Smiling to myself the whole time…Wondering if somewhere behind the scenes do the gym staff place bets on the victims of these machines?? If so, I am sure I was high on the list…

Well…I put the WAVE on my list today…So place your bets!

Ultimately, what I am saying here folks…For some of you who may be a little slow…Is that sometimes Stalking is a GOOD thing…

If you dont want to jump right into something new. Thats okay…

Take some time to watch. Observe. But then TRY it. AT LEAST TRY.

Dont do what you have ALWAYS done, or you will get what you have always GOTTEN. (Is gotten a word?)

I have been on this weight loss journey for FIVE LONG YEARS. And have lost a lot of weight. And regained some too…

I am continually looking to improve my success rate. Sometimes I fail. But sometimes I succeed. And that keeps me going…

So, if you need to stalk, please do!! (Seriously, I dont think the cops mind!)

And if you are sitting there. With your head and your hands. Depressed. Sad. Wondering how it is you are supposed to start this journey, I say to you; “GET MOVING!!!”

Just get your ass off the couch, and away from the computer and MOVE. Walking is one of the BEST forms of exercise in the WORLD and guess what?? ITS FREE!!!!!

You dont have to join a gym…But I do HIGHLY recommend it…You can stalk to your hearts content…I have yet to be arrested! Its awesome!

So stop reading this blog and go stalking a bit yourself!!!!

Happy stalking all!!!!