Sunday, April 30, 2006
Today is Free Day. No working out. No restrictions with food as to what I eat. Free Day is not about unbridled indulgence and gluttony. Free Day is about celebrating the week, the 12 week plan, and rewards for hard work. As I continue through the next 8 weeks, I know from experience that Free Days will become less and less about eating sugar and sweets, in fact by week 8, free day sugar cravings are totally gone.
Today I am celebrating the last 4 weeks. The commitment to the program has paid off. I started the program at 250 lbs. This morning I am at 239. I am happy to be down 11 pounds but this program is not about losing weight, it is about transforming old to new - old habits to new habits, old shapes to new shapes, old thinking to new thinking. A key indicator of old to new is body fat percent. I started at 29.5% body fat and today I am at 28.1% I have more fat to lose than muscle to gain. I do expect my actual body weight to drop in the next four weeks by perhaps another 10-12 lbs, but I really am focusing on seeing a major drop in body fat % by the end of week 12. At the end of 12 weeks if I am 200 lbs but my body fat percent is 15% (or so), that would be major success. It is kinda funny how some fitness level indicators (i.e. BMI) would still catagorize 200 at 5'11' obese. 200 at 15% is possible and realistic and that is what I am working for.
Saturday, April 29, 2006
Will I ever blog about anything other than working out?
What is that Amonia Smell?
Have you ever worked your body so physically hard that you smell Amonia? The sensation happens to me quite a bit. It is not necessarily a bad thing but the smell is a clue to something that is going on with the body and needs to be addressed. Here is a good explanation of the Amonia smell. What I like about fitness is that it is as much of a science (if not more) as it is just plain moving your body.
Friday, April 28, 2006
My workout partner, and wife, Carla, kicks my tail on calf exercises. I have such limited range of motion (because of flat feet) it feels like the only stress I put on my calves is equivilant to bending my pinky.
Thursday, April 27, 2006
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
Hold On. I'll be baaaacckkk.
I can barely type, need to slow down. I guess that is what typing looks like with rubber arms. What a great workout today! I am most excited about benching 200 - 8 times and 215 - 6 times, after having done two warmups of 12 and 10 repaoa (oopps, did it again), reps is what I meant to type.
What do you think I was trying to type in the opening sentence?
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
The route I am skating is getting easier. I do not get winded like I did even two weeks ago, and I don't burn as many calories. I can also hold the long stride (bent over, arms behind back) for almost one block. This is progress and it is probably time to extend the route and or time.
Monday, April 24, 2006
Saturday, April 22, 2006
Friday, April 21, 2006
I just didn't know how to respond after my friend (in real life) and the President of the United States (in the dream) tells me I have no clue about life. I had many thoughts though. Where have I been? Is he right? Am I clueless? Is he clueless? What is he talking about? Shut up, ask him.
I did finally say this in response "No sir, Mr President I do not understand what you are talking about and so by definition I apparently am clueless. Please Mr. President, would you be so kind as to clue me in." He said, "Well Agent Stream, you have been awakened to the reality of life. Life is difficult and full of terrorists. Now you need to step up and take notice to what is going on around you. I am giving you a life mandate to work with Jeff Burton as he continues to build the map of every single air vent in every single building across the entire United States."
At this point it was 3:30 am and I woke up to go to the bathroom. I remember moving a little faster to the bathroom than I usually do. I wanted to get back to sleep to see if this dream continued. I love it when this happens, within seconds (I think) I was right back into the dream.
Steve Gray, Chief of Staff, steps in and says "Agent Stream, your job is to travel around to each air vent site that Jeff maps out. When you arrive at each site, you are to use this encrypted hyrdostatic screwdriver with built in GPS chip to open and physically check each air vent for rice sized bio terrorist weapons. If you find nothing, move on. If you find one or more, put them in this plastic baggy and bring them to us."
President Zimmerman provided final words of encouragement before deploying me, "Agent Stream, there are many air vents in the United States. There will continue to be more and more air vents as new buildings and new homes are going up all the time. This is truly a life long mission and we need you to be devoted to us and your purpose in life. Agent Stream, you have been awakened to the reason for your existence. Are you ready to go?" I nodded in agreement.
Suddenly we were transported down to the underground computer lab where Jeff Burton was making progress on building those maps. President Zimmermann put his hand on my right shoulder while Chief Gray put his on my left. They simultaneously said "Good Luck" and then they vanished into thin air.
Burton gave me a smile, gave me a map, keyed a few things, said "Good Luck", and made one final tap on the Enter key of his keyboard. Next thing I know I am back into my weightroom in my basement. I look back at the wall and see the hole I created is all patched up. I then look up and see my first air vent. I went to work.
It was a relatively boring ending. However, the dream world and reality soon seemed like one when I visited Burton's blog after working out. Ironically, his post included a map. My heart skipped a few beats. In the end though, the final analysis of this dream experience...it was pretty cool!
Thursday, April 20, 2006
Ace got voted off American Idol last night. Good. I've never liked his style, it is all for the women. I've held off saying anything up until now because I been psycho-analyzing a deep internal tension in my soul about Ace. I just figured it out.
He can sing as good as the other Idol contestants and deserves actually to stay on Idol longer. It is his showman(or woman)ship that I can't stand. He plays this puppy dog, pretty boy, soft man part, and He thinks it works for him - showing his scar, pouting with his eyes, and whatever it is that he does with his lips in between lyrics. It is just too much of a show and I can't stand it. He reminds me of the Zoolander look. Ace is trying to pull off Zoolander and that offends me. There is only one Zoolander, the one and only Ben Stiller.
The Balloon guy was also very fast. He could inflate a balloon within a nanosecond and shape his creations in literally under five seconds. I was so impressed! Observers where watching in amazement and praising him for his speed. He informed us he is currently in the running to set a new world record of more than 520 balloons in one hour, his current pace is 498 - he's close. He said the key to the world record is in increasing the speed at which he can blow up the balloons. I am not sure how he can get any faster but he said it is all in the abs. Apparently you need to start with a good set of abs but they get tighter and stronger as you practice, makes sense. Most of us standing around watching simultaneously thought of a new exercising trend, Ballooning for Abs.
I was also inspired watching the balloon guy. I thought perhaps I could get this guy to come to Josh's kid birthday party on Saturday. Even better, I'd be the coolest Dad ever if I could learn how to make the balloon creations myself. But then my dream faded as I realized the kids would soon figure me a fraud when I would ask the same question as to what they wanted me to make, "Snake, Eel, or Earthworm?"
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
It has been two full days since the dream and I am still thinking about it. This morning I was having coffee with two of the main characters and I kept feeling like I was in the dream. In fact, they both kept asking me to clarify if what I was saying was part of the dream or reality.
As instructed by Burton (agent Burton) I headed up to the massive house on the hill. I entered to meet Randy Zimmerman and Steve Gray. Like Burton, they said "Pat, we've", (no it was more like) "Paaaatt, weee'vvvvve been waaaiiittting for yoooouuuu." I knew who Randy was right away, the President of the United States. And Steve Gray's title was easy to determine since his name badge said "Chief of Staff".
With a slight nudge of my shoulder, Steve Gray lead me into a small side room. Inside there was a young couple. Randy introduced me by name only. Then Randy proceeded to talk about our home church to the couple. Right off I could tell this was a meeting to get the couple acquainted with our church. Steve even pipped in every now and then telling them how important it was for them to know who Jesus Christ is. I started to get excited because I like to talk about Faith Community Church. I got really into the discussions and started to contribute more than both Randy and Steve.
Suddenly the female got up and left the room. Within a few seconds the man left too. I turned to Randy with a what do we do now Mr. President look on my face. I then turned to Steve Gray with the same look. Steve just gave Randy this big head nod as if to say, "OK, now it is time to tell him." I was facinated by the Alfred Hitchcock like shadow on the wall behind Steve that he was giving off.
Randy sucked in a really big sigh, clinched his lips and brow and then let out the sigh. Knowing Randy as a personal friend outside of this dream, I knew some disturbing news was coming. I can tell when Randy is holding back frustration and irritation. As he left out the last half of the sigh he said "Pat, you just have no clue do you?" I waited for him to clue me in. He said, "Pat, you think we've been sitting here evangelizing to this pretty little couple don't you? You just have no clue."
Now I have to go. Big AWANA Carnival tonight. I try to pick up the rest of the dream tomorrow.
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
Here is a good take on what is going down with God being on the WWE Backlash card ticket.
Waking up like I do every morning I went down into my office/weightroom to read the news, blogs, etc. on my computer. I enjoy the quite time sipping coffee as I wait for Carla to come down so we can begin our workout. As I am clicking though my bloglines list, I hear a scratching sound coming from my left ear. I run a little space heater to keep me toasty and so I turned it off to focus on the source of the sound. For sure, the sound was coming from the left. The only object on my left though is a cement wall. Was the scratching coming from behind the wall? There is a window close enough right in front of me and I hear the bush outside rustling all the time. I am thinking this morning my mind is goofing around a bit and displacing the scratching sound. Am I only being fooled and thinking wrongly that the sound is behind the wall? Like having the sensation of somthing crawling under my skin, the noise behind the wall was driving me insane.
My obessesive side kicked in and I needed to find the sound. So I grab the sledge hammer that is conveniently right next to my desk and start slamming away at the wall. Within seconds I busted open a big enough hole to crawl into. Now I can hear voices and there is a short tunnel to a door. I crawl a few feet and put my ear up to the door to listen. Sounds like Jeff Burton's voice, Jeff is a good friend of mine in real life. As long as my right hand was on the door handle I turned it and walked inside. I had discovered a huge, I mean football field size, underground computer lab, under my house. Over to my right there was Jeff Burton pounding away at a keyboard with his head bobbing between eight 27" monitors. Jeff looked over his should, saw me, and said "Pat, ah, I've been waiting for you." Jeff proceeded to describe to me in great detail his task at hand. He was creating a comprehensive map of all the air vents in every single building in the United States. He said he'd been given orders from the President to map it all out so we could stop the terrorists. So on one screen there was Google, on another there was Gmail, another showed a CAD program. If there was anybody to pull of this amazing mental stunt, I knew right then and there Jeff was the man.
Jeff took a break from his work to walk me down a corridor in the lab. We came to a door and Jeff explained to me what direction I should go once he opens the door. He said "When I open this door, walk through and turn to your left. You are to walk up the hill to that huge house. There is someone that has been waiting for you also and needs to talk with you. Go." I walked through the door and noticed immediately that I was standing in the middle of Burton's paintball field. I wasn't quite sure how the invisible door got there though.
I followed Jeff's direction and proceeded up the hill to the huge house. I had a feeling that something big was going to happen up there in that house. Something that would clue me into what this dream was all about.
Right now I need to go and workout. I'll have to get back to the dream later. Part II features two more really good buddys - Randy Zimmermann as the President and Steve Gray as his Chief of Staff. In Matrix type fasion, I also learn of my real identity and how the world really works.
Monday, April 17, 2006
I gotta hand it to my wife. She pushed it as much as I did today. Every single rep was to the max. I am very proud of her. She keeps me in line as well, if she wasn't there in our weightroom with me, I'd slack for sure.
One last note. I like to calculate the total volume of weight lift across all sets and reps and then compare the amount to actual objects. I lifted:
- 8,480 lbs - bench press and flyes
- 1,780 lbs - shoulder military press and side raises
- 2,300 lbs - bentover rows (back)
- 1,200 lbs - tricep kickbacks
- 1,750 lbs - seated bicep curls
- 15,510 total volume lifted
Josh is an incredibly imaginative pup. For years now he has been drawing super heros, villians, monsters, good guys, warriors, etc. My best guestimate as to the number he has sketched out, over 200. Amazingly, he has a name and story for every single one of them. (Just ask him.)
Last night Josh asked me if I were a super hero, who would I want to be? I think I said spiderman. But Josh showed me who he wants to be from one of his drawings.
The drawing on the right is of super hero Optimus Primal. His top three skills/attributes are:
- Light saber in chest
- Shoots lightening from side bolts on neck
- Hover knee pads (makes him float in the air)
Sunday, April 16, 2006
Jesus Christ is risen today, Alleluia!
our triumphant holy day, Alleluia!
who did once upon the cross, Alleluia!
suffer to redeem our loss. Alleluia!
Hymns of praise then let us sing, Alleluia!
unto Christ, our heavenly King, Alleluia!
who endured the cross and grave, Alleluia!
sinners to redeem and save. Alleluia!
But the pains which he endured, Alleluia!
our salvation have procured, Alleluia!
now above the sky he's King, Alleluia!
where the angels ever sing. Alleluia!
I like it when free day corresponds with a holiday celebration. I am looking forward to enjoying today's resurrection feast.
BTW - Today I weighed in and took some measurements. I am on track. The primary objective of my efforts is to transform fat to muscle so scale weight is not an overriding metric. Lowering body fat and increasing muscle mass is the ticket.
Saturday, April 15, 2006
MacDonald uses the first five chapters comparing and contrasting a driven person to a called person. One of the distinquishing marks of a driven person is that they are abnormally busy.
"They are usually too busy for the pursuit of ordinary relationships in marriage, family, or friendship, or even to carry a relationship with themselves - not to speak of one with God. Because driven people rarely think they have accomplished enough, they seize every available minute to attend more meetings, to study more material, to initiate more projects. They operate on the precept that a reputation for busyness is a sign of success and personal importance. Thus they attempt to impress people with the fullness of their schedule. They may even express a high level of self-pity, bemoaning the "trap" of responsibility they claim to be in, wishing aloud that there was some possible release from all that they have to live with. But just try to suggest a way out!"
One huge take away I get from what MacDonald is saying is the idea that people (myself included) who work so hard to declare and display how busy they are want the world to know that they are important.
This morning, thinking of everything that is either on a to-do list somewhere, or swirling around in my head, I relate to what MacDonald has written. Also, thinking of relationships that I wish were more than an inch deep, or the fullness of life with God that I so desire, I see how I try so hard to make life happen to me. In addition, I see how others I know do the same thing. Everybody is so busy. This driven treck through life needs to change direction.
Friday, April 14, 2006
Day 5 - Upper Body. Normal workout. I was actually incredibly tired and so I didn't push much.
Day 6 - Cardio. Saturday's are my own multi-cardio-event day, like a mini triathlon. I skated for 30 minutes then got on the mountain bike and rode for another 40 minutes. Burned 840 calories.
Day 7 - Free Day. No workout. Ate freely, but not overboard.
Day 8 - Lower Body, Legs. I hate leg work outs, they hurt. Also, you kinda have a buzzy light headedness all day cause all the blood is in your legs - sometimes I enjoy that feeling.
Day 9 - Cardio. Skated.
Day 10 - Upper Body. WOW! What a fantasic workout. Carla and I pushed the limit on every single rep.
Day 11 - Cardio. Biked outside for 25 minutes, kept heart rate above 125. Burned 343 calories
Day 12 - Lower Body, Legs See day 8.
Isaish 52: 13-15 (NIV)Jesus was beaten so badly that he was unrecognizable. The disfigurement caused him to look unhuman.
13 See, my servant will act wisely ;
he will be raised and lifted up and highly exalted.
14 Just as there were many who were appalled at him Â
his appearance was so disfigured beyond that of any man
and his form marred beyond human likenessÂ
15 so will he sprinkle many nations,
and kings will shut their mouths because of him.
For what they were not told, they will see,
and what they have not heard, they will understand.
Contemplating the suffering and death of Jesus today is necessary because of the ultimate end it achieved. Because of what He did, his followers will never have to experience the Father's wrath.
Thursday, April 13, 2006
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
Friday, April 07, 2006
Thursday, April 06, 2006
Yesterday there was news of a study that raises the possiblity that Jesus actually walked on ice, not water in the Dead Sea.
Today there is this. This new revelation claims that Jesus and Judas actually conspired together as a hidden masterplan to have Jesus killed by making it appear as though Judas betrayed him. It is said that the discovered manuscripts have discussions between Jesus and Judas. Jesus encourages Judas by promising that he would get his reward in heaven.
This, The Stupids Do new Testement 101, is really good perspective on the Gospel of Judas discovery (because I agree with it.) Right Porter?
I am so excited because I love technology, especially when there is no doubt as to the direct impact it will have in improving the ill's of man. As I've stated, I have found what will be a major life changing product - click here to see what it is.
I am also very proud to announce that, after investing extensive hours of research time, I have become an authorzied reseller of the amazing product. My family will be proud of me. Hi Mom! I know you read this blog daily.
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Take it from me, one man who has seen many products come and go, this is the real deal. Are you just going sit there and watch the world change?
Twelve years ago this coming July a beautiful girl name Carla A. Nelson became my wife. One of the attributes that I cherish about Carla is her apathy toward big spending. Of the two of us, she is the saver no doubt. Because we had to pay for nearly 90% of our marriage celebration, Carla's frugalness ruled our buying decisions. Most of the stuff we did ourselves. I was in charge of personally producing the ceremony "handouts" on my wordprocessor. Between the two of us, Carla agreed that I had the skills to get this done.
Seconds before I was to enter the scene to start the ceremony, one of my groomsmen approached me very agitated and said "Who the heck made these programs." (He actually used a different "h" word.) At the same time he was pointing to the section of the program that said "Patrick S. Stream and Carl A. Nelson". I replied sheepishly "I did".
In about-face fashion my friend slapped me on the back a few times and encouraged me "It's ok man, no big deal. It's ok. Let's go and get you married." Out we went and the rest is history.
In the instances where I hold ultimate responsiblity for proof reading content I try not to let history repeat itself.
P.S. Obviously I don't always adhere to this principle when it comes to Burn The Ships.
Yesterday I guaranteed two friends that I'd be 30 lbs lighter on June 25. I looked them straight in the eye and gave them my word. In my little world this is similar to giving a victory guarantee like all the great sports heros do on occassion :-)
I am working on a post as to why I am driving so hard to achieve this fitness goal. My pastor and brother Porter will be happy to know it is laced with what he has taught me about biblical theology. I hope to post it by the end of the day today, but for sure by tomorrow morning.
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
A deputy press secretary for the U.S. Department of Homeland Security was charged with using a computer to seduce a child after authorities said he struck up sexual conversations with an undercover detective posing as a 14-year-old girl.There is so much that could be said about this. I am not going to put in writing what my initial reaction is to this news. I don't know how to describe the feelings I have about it all.
Brian J. Doyle, 55, the fourth-ranking official in the department's public affairs office, was expected to appear in court Wednesday afternoon in Maryland and also to be placed on administrative leave.
I will just list a few thoughts I've had:
- The fourth man in charge of the safety and security of our homeland was busted probably with the tools and techniques he had something to do with in designing and deploying.
- The biggest myth of the internet is that it is private.
- The lure of porn is more complex than anyone has, can, or will ever understand. What the world knows about the power of porn to inflict damage and death is nothing.
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
I have a goal to participate in the St. Paul Inline Marathon again this year. What would make it a total success for me is if I arrive on race day 50 pounds lighter than I am currently. I really have my heart set on racing below 200 lbs this year. Why? Well, I want to finish in under two hours first off and I think being lighter is going to be a major help (although last year I finished first in my age/weight class :-) ha!
My biggest concern is how my knee is going to hold up. I really have no doubt I can lose the weight but what can I do about my knee? I messed up my knee last year playing paintball at Burtonia and have not had the recommended surgery yet. I am betting on strength and flexibility training to get me ready. This morning was the second time on my blades since the accident and things seem to be ok. There is just a slight sharp pain deep inside and I feel a little excess cushioning going on, but again, I'll see what happens after a few weeks of skating.
Monday, April 03, 2006
Here are the lyrics of the song:
Burn The Ships
(Steven Curtis Chapman and James Isaac Elliott)
In the spring of 1519 a Spanish fleet set sail
Cortez told his sailors this mission must not fail
On the eastern shore of Mexico they landed with great dreams
But the hardships of the new world make them restless and weak
Quietly they whispered, "Let's sail back to the life we knew"
But the one who led them there was saying
Burn the ships, we're here to stay
There's no way we could go back
Now that we've come this far by faith
Burn the ships, we've passed the point of no return
Our life is here
So let the ships burn
In the spring of new beginnings a searching heart set sail
Looking for a new life and a love that would not fail
On the shores of grace and mercy we landed with great joy
But an enemy was waiting to steal, kill, and destroy
Quietly he whispers, "Go back to the life you know"
But the one who led us here is saying
Nobody said it would be easy
But the one who brought us here
Is never gonna leave us alone
Jesus replied, "No one who puts his hand to the plow and looks back is fit for service in the kingdom of God."
12Not that I have already obtained all this, or have already been made perfect, but I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me. 13Brothers, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, 14I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.
10The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full
Last night Carla was out at an event for ladies only, a much deserved time away for my dearest babe. So I had the kids all to myself, or should I say I had all the kids to myself. Carla has always been a good steward by stocking up milk for times when she is away so baby Timothy can still be "breast fed." Josh observed me getting something going for Timothy and so he asked "What's up Dad, what are you going to do?" I replied "It is time to feed Timmy." Josh looked at my chest area with just a small wince and asked "You got milk in those things?"