I'm off work for a week.
I'm on a staycation.
Besides a list of chores as long as your leg, I'm going to try to stay...
Well...
Stay focused.
Stay active.
Stay off Twitter.
Stay off Facebook.
Stay off OPB (other people's blogs).
Stay moving.
Stay smart.
Stay on my game.
Stay in my groove.
And stay off my blog (actually, staying off my blog is good advice for anybody).
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Monday, August 31, 2015
Friday, August 28, 2015
Weight-Loss Sing-a-Long for the Wee Little Children
Healthy Birthday
Healthy birthday to
you.
Your life is a zoo.
But you work out
and eat right…
So it’s healthy
birthday for you.
Zippin’ My Pants Shut
Zippin’ my pants shut,
zip-a-dee-ay,
My, oh, my, what a wonderful weigh.
Plenty of good food and a workout today.
Zippin’ smaller pants shut, zip-a-dee-ay!
This Little Lite Beer of Mine
My, oh, my, what a wonderful weigh.
Plenty of good food and a workout today.
Zippin’ smaller pants shut, zip-a-dee-ay!
This Little Lite Beer of Mine
This little lite beer of mine, I
drink it all the time
This little lite beer of mine, sometimes I add a lime.
This little lite beer of mine, tastes like turpentine
Turpentine, turpentine, turpentine.
This little lite beer of mine, sometimes I add a lime.
This little lite beer of mine, tastes like turpentine
Turpentine, turpentine, turpentine.
Aiken
Muscle
There was a man lived in the gym, in the gym, in the gym.
There was a man lived in the gym, and his name was Aiken Muscle.
And he worked upon a bicep, a bicep, a bicep.
He worked upon a bicep and his name was Aiken Muscle.
And his hair was kinda sweaty, sweaty, sweaty.
His hair was kinda sweaty and his name was Aiken Muscle.
There was a man lived in the gym, in the gym, in the gym.
There was a man lived in the gym and his name was Aiken Muscle.
There was a man lived in the gym, in the gym, in the gym.
There was a man lived in the gym, and his name was Aiken Muscle.
And he worked upon a bicep, a bicep, a bicep.
He worked upon a bicep and his name was Aiken Muscle.
And his hair was kinda sweaty, sweaty, sweaty.
His hair was kinda sweaty and his name was Aiken Muscle.
There was a man lived in the gym, in the gym, in the gym.
There was a man lived in the gym and his name was Aiken Muscle.
Wednesday, August 26, 2015
A Message Specifically for You...
If you’re just beginning your weight-loss journey, this
message is for you:
YOU CAN DO IT!
If you’re a few weeks into your weight-loss journey, this
message is for you:
YOU CAN DO IT!
If you’re struggling in your weight-loss journey, this
message is for you:
YOU CAN DO IT!
If you’re almost to goal in your weight-loss journey, this
message is for you:
YOU CAN DO IT!
If you’re trying to lose weight and you’re dyslexic, this
message is for you:
YOU DO CAN IT!
If you’re trying to lose weight and you don’t believe you
can do it, this message is for you:
YOU REALLY CAN DO IT!
If you're trying to lose weight and reverse psychology works well on you, this message is for you:
YOU CAN'T DO IT!
If you’re trying to lose weight and your name is Jack Sh*t,
this message is for you:
YOU CAN DO IT!
If you’re trying to lose weight, this message is for you:
YOU CAN DO IT!
If you’re trying to do anything, this message is for you:
YOU CAN DO IT!
If you’d like to leave me a comment today, this message is for you:
YOU CAN DO IT!!!!!!!!!!
Monday, August 24, 2015
You Put Your Right Foot In, You Take Your Right Foot Out…
Take three and a half days of supreme effort and
spot-on eating.
Add three and a half days of stressed-out deskbound
working and mindless munching.
What do you get?
Exactly what you think you get…
Nothing.
WEEKLY WEIGH-IN
Last week’s weight: 245.1 lbs
This week’s weight: 245.1
lbs
Loss: -- lbs
Total loss since re-start: 31.7 lbs
Friday, August 21, 2015
Let’s “Just Ask Jack”
Dear Jack,
Which will make me gain more weight, eating a pound of butter or a
pound of feathers?
This is a conundrum! I’m having trouble testing this because my wife
Anita once asked me if we could get a kitchen scale, and I replied “Why the
hell would I want to know how much our kitchen weighs?!?” I’ll have to do more
research and get back to you.
Dear J-Diddy,
I see a lot of talk about this Paleo diet, but no one talks about
just how fat Fred Flintstone and Barney Rubble are. What gives?
One
of the great things about living in our times is the fact that you get hop on
Google and get answers to the most ridiculous questions imaginable. Through a
simple search, I quickly discovered Fred Flintsone’s probable height/weight (5'7",
225 pounds), plus encountered an article on Scientific American about the
real-world physics of our caveman hero stopping his foot-powered car (it’s all
about coefficient of friction—a
ratio of the force friction provides and the weight pressing down on a surface
and… oh, just read all about it right here.
Dear Jack-in-the-Box,
You seem to have a lot of different dogs at your house. Why for?
The
answer to that question is simple: we foster dogs for a local rescue group because I believe that each of us in this
world has a sacred obligation to do whatever my wife tells me to do.
Got
a question?
Just ask Jack at
jacksh.tgettinfit (AT) gmail.com
Wednesday, August 19, 2015
Too-Tight Jeans
I think I’m chubby
Without any sweatshirt on.
I think I’m flabby
As a Jabba-the-Hut-like spawn.
I know you get me
So just watch my weight come down, down.
Before you met me,
I was alright but thighs
Were kinda heavy.
You taught me to diet,
Now it’s never necessary
To weigh more than Frankenstein, Frankenstein.
Let’s go all the way to goal.
No regains, just loss.
Wear fat pants, until we diet.
You and I, will be fit forever
[Chorus:]
You make me feel
Like I’m slippin’ on
Too-tight jeans.
The way you spur me on
I can’t slip
Let’s run a mile and
Don’t ever look fat,
Don’t ever look fat.
My health starts
When I take care of me
Just work hard, time to break free.
This is real,
Maybe my last chance
And don't ever look fat,
Don't ever look fat.