I'm A Be A Princess

A Straight Man's Journey to be a Skinny Running Monarch

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"...an invariable fundamental unit."- 201 Days

8 pounds.  8 pounds of promise.  8 pounds of proof.

That’s all it took to get back on board.  Stepping on that scale and seeing 8 pounds go missing is among the singularly most gratifying experiences in my life.  

Saturday - Hard

Sunday - Super Hard

Monday - Marginal

Tuesday - the Worst

Wednesday - Painful

Thursday - Pretty awesome, actually

Friday - 8 pounds!!!!!!

A 2-liter and a can of crisco.  A Chihuahua and three Guinea Pigs.  Five DVD copies of “Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement”.  Two boxes of wine and two packages of bacon.  Half of a bowling ball.  Two Ostrich Eggs.  Four Dozen Krispy Creme Donuts and two packages of butter.  Hell, 8 freekin’ packages of butter! 

I couldn’t be more renewed.

I’m on my way!

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Commutation Act - 208 Days

Yesterday I racked up 18,000 steps. Today, 160.  That’s what they meant by “Rest Day”, right?

No?

 ...Well, at least this iced tea doesn’t have any calories.  

NAILING IT!

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Trafalgar - 209 Days

Turns out that my biggest foe may be those few seconds of awake, right after the morning alarm goes off.  The ones where I engage in a full on British Parliament style debate (with heckling) to convincing myself to get up.  Luckily, I’ve had a year of being a Dad to hone a sharper tongue.  The Whigs pretty much run the floor at this point.  It doesn’t make it any easier, but I’ve gotten better at winning.

The good news is that this struggle made way for an exceptionally pleasant run by the Lake.  The air had a very gentle breeze, the birds were chirping and the sun was glistening off the glassy water, so smooth that you could see the sandy bottom.  Nearly enough to drown out audible wheezing and faint whimpers brought on by full effort to complete the instructions of a Couch to 10K app.  I bested it.  HARD!  But ooooh dowg?!

In other news, today is National Hotdog Day!  Note to self: Although a Costco Hotdog seems like it’d be a triumphant canonization, especially on this day of hallowed reverence, my Calorie Tracker App disagreed.

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Queen’s Speech - 210 Days

So sometimes you need a goal.  Sometimes you actually need a myriad of goals and instead find yourself focusing on the goal that probably isn’t the real goal you should be focusing on, but at least seems like one you can understand.

So I figured, I guess I should be a Princess.

I called a few friends, spent a bit of money and now have exactly 210 days until I compete in the Disney Princess Glass Slipper Challenge.  A two day event: Saturday ya run a 10k, Sunday ya run a Half Marathon, the rest of the time you try to enjoy yourself in Disney World.

To be clear, “compete” will be observed in the loosest of senses, as I have full intentions of finishing but not blowing any minds with my time.  Finish smiling, but finish none the less.

I’ll spend the next 210 days training, eating better and really trying to improve my bod.  I’m 35 years old, I’m over weight, I’m quasi-lazy, and very desperately don’t want to feel so very trapped in my body anymore.  If it takes becoming a princess to do that, then a Princess I shall be.

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