It was 5 years ago
today, that the great diet invention of the 21st
century first appeared in a tiny apartment kitchen in
Sherman Oaks, California. And now, it returns. Yes,
the RETURN OF THE:
MMMMMMMMMMMMM.
Rice, chicken, vegetables and low-cal gravy. Nothin'
says "I'm not hungry", like good ol' BORG. Why BORG?
Well I always chart my workout and diet and it stood
for "bowl of rice with gravy (low cal)" and would be
followed with a dash for chicken and vegetables. So,
BORG-CV was a common thing you'd see. Over time... you
got BORG.
For the newcomers
to The Journey, they may not know of what transpired 5
years ago, may I show this goofy ass collection
of pictures:
I lost a
stoooopid amount of weight (1/4 of my body) doing
something startlingly simple: Eating less, moving
more. I rode a exercise bike every day for 30 minutes
and ate 2-3 bowls of BORG... in 3 months I lost 50
pounds and have kept most of it off for 5
years...
...after
2005 however, I am inching dangerously
close to my "pre-BORG" days and have
finally had enough. In
this
entry
I pretty much have a blue-print for
how to lose it, and also a very cool
little video.
Now I'm following my own advice for the
first time in 5 years.
Now that's not to
say I haven't tried various workout routines since way
back then... it's just literally the hardest thing in
the world for me because I literally have to
treat my issues with food like alcoholism. I am
not exagerrating. If I have 1 donut...
I have 11 donuts. I overeat like someone 3 times
my size. I have absolutely NO meter in my head that
says full. I can routinely eat 2 double cheeseburgers
and a super-sized fry...and after I'm done eating my
mind wants the whole thing over again - and could eat
the whole thing over again. It's been a lifetime
problem and will be for the rest of my
life.
So I have to
be a drill seargent. I have to eat the same thing
at every meal, measured out and exacting. I have
to workout EVERY day - first thing in the
morning....and there's no wiggle-room. If I've done
really good I can't go have some
pizza...I will literally fall off the wagon. My
body goes into this craving that you can't imagine.
It's just the way it is man. Sucks, but then again
I could be a coal miner's family member
(sigh).
I doubt anyone on
the East Coast has a clue how horrendous those "three
hours" were late Tuesday night. It was easily the most
heart-wrenching thing, I have ever witnessed on
television. Yes, that includes 9/11. 9/11 was
obviously a bigger deal, but what happened Tuesday
night was so horrific for those people... wow. If you
don't know...
Explosion in a
mine - 13 miners trapped, feared dead. For about 38
hours no sign of life...and then 1 body is found.
However, it's found in a mining car, but the other 12
miners took their food and supplies and walked from
that place giving everybody hope that they may have
survived the explosion and barracaded themselves
somewhere. Then at 11:45 PM, the un-fucking-thinkable
happened, family members ran up to Anderson Cooper on
CNN and said they're alive!!! The command center
just told them that they found all 12 alive. It was
jubilation. What most of you may have missed however,
was those 3 hours of coverage.
For 3 hours we got
every family member, kids of the miners, people
singin', tears of joy - it was incredible. It was so
addicting to watch the joy in these people's faces. At
one point I started to question this: "1 dead, 12
alive... what's the ratio for a bittersweet tone? Is
it 2/11? 3/10? 4/9?" - but it was amazing the other 12
survived. So many little kids saying:
"I knew daddy was OK...I believed in the
Lord, mircales happen..."
FOR THREEEEEEEEE hours. Now one guy was
rushed to the hospital and in serious condition, so it
was still tenuous for him but the rest of the families
were giving interviews and just jumping up and
down...
...and then at
2:47 AM EST a lady runs up to Anderson Cooper and
says... "The Command Center just came in and said the
guy in the hospital was the only survivor - they're
all dead - there was a miscommunication." Literally
never been more shocked. She had to have been
wrong. She had to have misheard, and then she said
they were fighting in the church and Anderson says:
"Yeah, I can hear the fighting in the
background"...and I knew it was true. Once the
families ran out of the church and you heard their
side the anger... it felt like Katrina all over again.
This absolute ANGER at people in charge for being
FUCKING RETARDED. The next 90 minutes were just
so horrible...seriously if you all missed this and
only saw it on recaps: be glad. To watch the
whole thing all night was just gut-wrenching.
The president of
the mine finally said that it was a rescue worker that
called the family and started the whole chain of
events - but the command center knew the mistake 20
minutes later and they decided to hold out until they
had a FULL count. FOR THREE HOURS. He
will be fired. He can say it wasn't him all he wants
but even if you don't have a full body count you
GO TO THE FAMILIES AND SAY
"HEYYYYYYy we still don't know their full
conditions...HAAAAAAAAANG ON." Man, does it seem that
those in charge in the past 5 years have just become
ten times more inept? Like - Rudy Gulianni was the
last guy that you saw step-up in a bad situation and
do what needed to be done. Bush started to...and then
decided the Taliban was in Iraq - lol. What a
mess.
Anyway - so I've
now publically said I'm starting this workout/diet
regiment so expect a good 30 pounds to be gone in 6
weeks. I know that sounds a bit presumptive but
when I put my mind to it... I can do anything. I
have a lot to get back together both physically and
mentally...and this is the start.
