Okay, so here I am. Who am I? I’m Clay. The Navy just let me know in some not so subtle terms that I am fat. And while this has been an ongoing problem, I have plans. Big plans! For anyone who knows someone in the Navy (possibly the military, but I don’t deal with their physical fitness standards), you have probably heard that the height-to-weight standards are ridiculous. For instance: Take someone who is 5’10”, like me. I have to weigh 191 lbs to be within standards. That doesn’t sound so ridiculous, but the last time I weighed 191 lbs was after one week of SERE (survival, evasion, resistance, and escape) School where I basically didn’t eat for a week. I started at 204 lbs and was 190 lbs by the end. Not really the HEALTHY way to lose weight. For an age reference, I was 24. Prior to that, I was less than 190 lbs when I was 21 years old at the U.S. Naval Academy. I was around 180. You might see a hint here why I gained weight. Maybe it is that whole 21 thing and I started to drink. Whatever. It definitely didn’t help. Fast forward to 2007 when I was in the best shape of my post-21 adult life. I was training for a half-marathon. I had just run a 24 minute 5K (I know, not SUPER fast, but a pretty decent clip) in the process of running 7 miles. And I was 210 lbs. It was pretty awesome. But notice that I am still almost 20 lbs away from the standard. Here is the part that I REALLY hate about the Navy’s standards. I have been running my face off for a half-marathon. I am technically overweight so I have to be taped (your waist minus your neck). And this COMPLETELY accurate measurement tells me that I am 23% body fat. I’ll find a picture, and you can let me know if you think that almost a quarter of my body is fat. And yes, I understand your organs can be marbled in fat, blah, blah, blah… Clearly, I need to find that picture.
Okay, so catch back up with us here in 2012. For reasons well within my control, I have gained weight again. At my heaviest THIS time, I hit 231. Moving, wedding, not working out, eating like crap, drinking crap, etc all forced me to gain…well, fat. It wasn’t even really that much weight. Mostly fat. I weighed in for the Navy PFT at 229 lbs. Ouch. And after much sucking it in even though I was trying to look like I wasn’t sucking it in (this put me at a 40 in waist), the result was 24% body fat. I am not disputing this fact. With my neck currently around 16.5 inches and my waist REALLY at 41.5 to 42 inches, I am clearly out of standards.
So I have set myself a new goal:
The next time the PFT, PFA, PRT whatever the hell it is, rolls around, I will make weight and not have to be taped. Ever again. So I have set a goal of 185 lbs. By 19 Nov 2012. Don’t ask why I have this particular date in mind. I don’t remember, but it is my date. I currently weigh 224 lbs. My waist on a good day is just around 41.5 inches. The Navy says this makes my body fat 27.8%. Ick. I don’t know that it is wrong. This means I have 62 lbs of fat on me. And my frame is 162 lbs. And I am obese.
So let’s do some quick math. I basically need to lose 40 lbs. In case you hadn’t heard, that is
a) as big as a 15 foot canoe
b)a standard leg (I am carrying around a third leg? sigh)
c) a small child
d) five one-gallon jugs of water.
All true, I read it here: thosefinalten.blogspot.com/2010/07/things-that-weigh-40-pounds.html
Alright, 40 lbs… and I don’t want to lose it from my skeleton or my muscle. So that means I have to get down to 22 lbs of fat on my body. 22/185*100= 12% body fat. Actually 11.8%. Seriously? For me to get in standards, I have to half the body fat percentage that is regulation. My neck does not get smaller than 16 inches, so that means my waist needs to be AROUND 31 to 31.5 inches. By Navy standards. This is NOT unheard of, as I think about it. When I was 18, these were my body measurements.
So here is me, feel free to poke and make fun. Did I mention my call sign (I am a helicopter pilot) is Fat Bastard? Enjoy:
So I invite you to follow me on my journey. I intend to post everyday with my progress and what I am doing. Hell, if I miss a day, and you catch me… the first person for each day gets a prize. It could be a video game (slightly used). It could be a DVD (slightly used). It has a strong possibility of being a labrador retriever (slightly used).
So let me outline what I am doing:
#1. Early to bed, early to rise. I just seem to do better when I get up early in the morning.
#2. Training for the Honolulu Marathon this December. I just seem to do better when I have a goal.
#3. Eating Paleo. Seriously. You can’t go wrong with eating vegetables, fruits, meat, chicken, fish… the less processed the food, the better, right? Who needs all of these chemicals that you can’t pronounce, anyway? This also means drinking less… alcohol.
#4. CrossFit my face off. I love CrossFit. It terrifies me every day, but every day I complete a workout, I feel like I can do anything.
That’s it for today. Feel free to comment as we progress through the fun.