Two weeks to go before my one year anniversary.
Hello guys,
I have been on the road for almost 5 weeks with three more trips planned out over the next 4 weeks. It’s been great to fly in a standard seat and have “extra room” and though it ****** the flight attendants off, I fly as much as possible with my tray in the down and un-locked position, just because I can get it down and actually use it for hold a book or a water glass without any belly interference.
I am a couple of weeks away from my one year anniversary, and last week I surpassed the 200 lbs milestone, thanks to my taking full advantage of the tread mills and other equipment in the exercise rooms at the hotels I have been staying with. I use to pick my hotels based on location, now I pick the ones with the best exercise rooms and pools. I bought a bathing suit on one road trip and started swimming as many laps as I could in a half hour. Great workout, which help me reach the 2 bill mark.
I have mixed feelings about the 200 lbs milestone. It would mean a lot more to me if our brother Bob was here, so that we could both cheer each other on. But though I am not a spiritual person, I feel that his connection with his church and all of our positive energy has to be helping him on his journey. I sent him some flower at the hospital and I threw in teddy bear in the order. The bear was sort of my way of being there in spirit. I hope he gets a laugh out of it.
I have to say that I did not do as much soul searching as Bob seemed to do before I had my surgery. I felt like I was bloated and tired and I need help and I went into the surgery blindly without much thought of the consequences. For all the those waiting for a date and all those just starting out on the journey, the last year has been the best in my last 15 years. I have lots of energy, I am moving forward professionally, and my love/obsession with food (in volume) has been replaced with a love of flavor. I find happiness in a small simple grilled chicken breast and broccoli. I have to say that I rarely really think about food unless it time to eat. I work out all my stress in walking, golf, and biking and I find all my love in my wife’s arms and in my family.
I still look at my pants in the morning and say to myself, my butt will never fit into these, yet they do, and I look and feel "good" as I head off to face the day.
Thanks to all my fellow travelers and brothers that have helped me on my journey, I still have 50 lbs to go to reach my goal, but I am in a much better place and still losing a few pounds a week, through your support, smart decisions, and exercise. Miss you Bob. Herb
Poor men want to be rich, rich men want to be king.
And a king ain't satisfied 'till they rules everything.
- Badlands
Poor men want to be rich, rich men want to be king.
And a king ain't satisfied 'till they rules everything.
- Badlands
Jim 
