Weight: 267.6 lb/121.38 kg
Exercise: 7 minutes running in place (9:52am-9:59am); 1.05 mile/1.69 km walk (5:45am–6:45am, ☀️86ºF/30ºC)
Mood: Good
Food: TBD calories
- Ghost Energy Warheads Sour Watermelon
Weight: 267.6 lb/121.38 kg
Exercise: 7 minutes running in place (9:52am-9:59am); 1.05 mile/1.69 km walk (5:45am–6:45am, ☀️86ºF/30ºC)
Mood: Good
Food: TBD calories
This was my 100th walk! It’s hard to believe I’ve done so many. I decided to start doing a daily walk 1 April 2024, but it was rainy and so I officially started on 3 April, doing half a mile on a good day. It wasn’t until 7 May that I finally started walking past the bridge that crosses over the creek and started walking up to the neighbor’s house and back. On 11 May, I walked to the next road down, a mile away. 19 May, I crossed Fairgrounds, the cross street I live on, walking down a bit and back to the neighbor’s house. Since 28 May, my habit has been always to walk to the next road from here, in any direction, and back. That makes the walks 2-3.3 miles, depending on the direction I go. This morning, I did 4.32 miles, walking East to Prairie Rd, North to Yost Rd, West to Fairgrounds Rd, & South to Burris Rd. That is a little unusual because I was doing it to celebrate 100 walks, but I felt great afterward and was not short of breath or overly exhausted. What I’m not trying to be cautious of is not continuing to increase the distance for no reason. 3 miles feels really good. 4 was a nice amount this morning, but I had started constantly checking my watch at about 3.5 to see when it would be over.
This is all probably painfully obvious to people who are already pretty active, but I started at not being able to walk out to the car without having to stop to catch my breath. Being able to do any of this seems remarkable to me. I’ve been thinking about my next steps. Like I said, after 3 miles I was ready for the walk to be over, but it wasn’t because I was overly tired. I was bored. So, it might behoove me to add an evening walk as well. That would definitely be easier on joining a gym. I like the idea of walking 5:15am-6:15am & 5:15pm-6:15pm. It is so hot this week, that I don’t think I’ll be able to test that out though. Maybe I’ll try running in place with a fan blowing directly on me!
I’m proud of myself. I didn’t know if I could do it, but I was determined to try and feel like I finally figured out something I wish I had learned 20 years ago. I could dwell in that regret, but that won’t actually alter the reality of my life. Instead, I’ll take that knowledge and make a future from it.
[Walk #100]
Weight: 266.0 lb/120.66 kg
Exercise: 4.32 mile/6.95 km walk (5:07am–6:41am, ☀️77ºF/25ºC)
Mood: Excellent
Food: TBD calories
I woke up feeling just fantastic! I like waking up with so much mental energy, but of course it tends to fade in a couple of hours and I sort of have to regain it later in the morning. Still, it starts strong.
Last night, I thought I might wake up and drive somewhere to do my walk. I keep wanting to do that, but I basically burst awake ready to get going and it seems a waste to not take advantage of that energy. I’ll definitely have to give that a try soon.
I keep thinking about how some people are active early in the morning and others are active late into the night. Every time I talk to one of my brothers, they’ve been up too late or have a list of things planned to do late into the night. Dad was always up until 2 or 3am, waking up for his day around noon. Grandma Fuchs was the same. But then Mimi, Mom’s mom, would be sitting in the family room each morning before dawn—lights still off, just sipping her Folgers coffee and enjoying the quiet of her own company. Mom was also an early riser and I guess I’ve just carried on that tradition. Whether there is an innate difference between people or if we are just adaptable, I’m not sure. All I do know is that I’ll take the dawn. It makes me happy.
I’m wondering if I should be looking forward to simplicity after moving or if that is foolish. Maybe I should be expecting more chaos; at least then it would be more difficult to be disappointed in the outcome. I find it challenging to not be optimistic, something I’ve seen as a shortcoming. Optimism isn’t cool. It’s sometimes a hinderance. But I would rather look forward to something good and believe it will happen than be down about everything all the time. Bad stuff is going to happen whether I worry about it or not; it feels silly to go through anything once in my mind before it happens again in reality.
[Walk #99]
Weight: 268.2 lb/121.65 kg
Exercise: 2.54 mile/4.09 km walk (5:07am–6:03am, ☁️78ºF/25.5ºC)
Mood: Excellent
Food: TBD Calories
I was talking to my brother after yesterday’s morning walk. I mentioned that I tried to take a photo on every walk, just as a part of my recent practice of having daily habits, but that as it was my 97th walk since I started I was out of things to take a photo of. This morning, I decided that was a silly thing to say. It was a silly thing to think in fact, so I found a huge number of things to take a picture of today and I didn’t go far out of my way. I did slow my pace, stopping frequently to get a good shot of a particular plant or the right angle of the road. And it was a nice relaxed morning. I’m positive that not every morning needs to be about my pace & speed, but I still tried to make up for that by going a little bit longer than usual.
During a recent video by Mike Pridgen (Mike Needs a Plan), he reminded his viewers to avoid self deprecating humor about themselves. I’ve been thinking about that; I don’t know if I 100% agree, but I think I’m much closer to that than I used to be. One of the traits I value most about myself is that I don’t take myself too seriously. I think there is a difference though between acknowledging the silly things I do, an laughing about them, and taking shots at myself that are unwarranted. It’s a nice reminder to not tear myself down. I’m definitely guilty of that. I find that the older I get, the more I appreciate things that are deemed corny in youth. I like being positive. I like being happy.
The temperatures are going to be intense all week. I haven’t lost my commitment to not having excuses for my daily walks, so it’ll be interesting to see how well I get on in the sweltering heat. I do normally walk early enough that it isn’t too warm yet, but it was 74ºF/23.5ºC this morning and while it didn’t feel as bad as yesterday, it was still warmer than I would have liked it to be. It wouldn’t be so bad if I stopped complaining about it!
[Walk #98]
Weight: 267.0 lb/121.11 kg
Exercise: 3.28 mile/5.28 km walk (5:45am–6:45am, ☀️74ºF/23.5ºC)
Mood: Very Good
Food: TBD calories
I’m feeling motivated this morning! It’s a good place to be. I woke up a few minutes early and went ahead and did my walk. It almost feels absurd to be out before 5am, but I like the early morning hours.
This is a little preachy, but I was thinking about a concept that frustrate me, “Let go and let God.” What a convenient way to take no responsibility or accountability in one’s life. It’s interesting that people who tend to adhere so strongly to this idea from the Bible (Ephesians 3:20) aren’t so generous when it comes to the lives of others. They don’t just let God’s will be when it doesn’t align with their beliefs. So, it strikes me that they don’t actually trust in some sort of divine order of things, but that they don’t want to grow up and take responsibility for their lives. These are the cherry pickers who will find the contradictions and seize on them, hanging up decor with convenient quotes. But they forget Galatians 6:5 “For we are each responsible for our own conduct.” Or worse, 1 Timothy 5:8 “But those who won’t care for their relatives, especially those in their own household, have denied the true faith. Such people are worse than unbelievers.” This concept already lives in the English language in the term giving up. “To give up” was, and I would argue still is, “To give up to God.” And I’m not interested in entertaining moral justifications for giving up. This train of thought frustrated me in the first place. I don’t want to spend this much mental energy on people who annoy me, but these people spend a lot of their own physical energy trying to annoy people I care about. It’s hard to not get frustrated with them.
Today is our local Pride event. I’ve never been, which is ridiculous and I don’t really have time to go today. However, I’m making the time to go and at least check things out. I’m looking forward to it and hope that next year I just make the time and go with an open schedule!
I’ve been a little more relaxed on my walks for the past couple of days. I’m trying to not overdo anything. When I really push myself, I feel that all day and I don’t want to create any issues that will cause genuine problems. So, I backed off a little. Walking 7 days a week isn’t even completely necessary from my understanding, but as long as I’m choosing to do that I’m not going to try and beat myself daily. Steady progress is best, and that always happens within a range that just trends in the right direction.
I had started using Cronometer to track my food, but I’m far less likely to enter things in than I was to just write them down. I may need to go back to the notebook. I’ll give it another week and see. I like the nutrient breakdown from the app, but I tend to remember the handwritten tracking better.
[Walk #97]
Weight: 269.2 lb/122.11 kg
Exercise: 2.41 mile/3.99 km walk (4:57am–5:50am, ☁️73ºF/23ºC)
Mood: Excellent
Food: TBD calories
This morning’s walk felt like walking through someone’s hot breath. The value of joining a gym feels increasingly apparent. I sometimes find myself defensive of Oklahoma because of the long Spring & Fall, but I do forget about late June & all of July. It always comes as a surprise.
I was listening again to The Book of Pride this morning, a collection of stories written from interviews with LGBTQ folks who made their contributions in the past 50 years during the LGBTQ Rights Era. It’s fascinating to hear their stories, but it had me once again thinking about something I periodically want to sit down and hash out—who are my own life’s “thought leaders” or influences? What books or poems would be a part of the canon of a book on how to be more like Brian? I think about doing that often, and wish I would have done it annually. I would love to know who I thought I was by way of lists in 2002. What did that guy know about anything? And isn’t it interesting that my list today would have so many influential health people on it, but only a year ago I wouldn’t have known who they were. We are all always changing and evolving.
Meal planning has been going frustratingly poorly. Justin asked me to help, but it seems like what he wants from me is to tell him that eating junk food will help him lose weight, and there are no restrictions on amounts. I do honestly believe that it doesn’t matter what a person eats as long as they are mindful of a few key things.
That ended up getting longer than I expected. I guess I had some opinions! I’ve lost 155 pounds, so I guess I’m starting to become one of those people who knows everything. I should write up a guide to how I did it; I don’t know if anyone would find that helpful or not.
[Walk #96]
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