This is a public diary and a public confession. Its the story of Mike Gibbons-Camp, a 30 year old legal aid attorney who on August 23, 2007 weighed in at 392.8 lbs. Thanks to the constant support of my wife, Liz, and a kick in the pants by a good friend who I hadn't talked to for a while, I finally decided that enough was enough. But instead of quietly suffering with my weight, I started my blog, "New Me?"

I did really well for 10 weeks, then it completely fell apart. I was in denial for a long time, thinking I was just slipping up a bit, making a mistake here or there. But the reality was that I had failed.

Since then i've tried just about everything I could to get back on the wagon. And i've done well for a week here, a week there, but nothing lasting. So I don't know what to tell a new reader to my blog, but "welcome, and wish me luck."

Monday, March 31, 2008

a good day

Today i am on plan, though i used up all of my points for the day. I have kept my food log, and even posted here. All in all, counts as a good day.


Now, if I can only do this a couple hundred days in a row, I might be getting somewhere.

Sunday, March 30, 2008

long overdue

So life has gotten very busy for me this month. We're down to less than three months until the baby is due, and haven't accomplished a third of the things that need doing before then.


So, a general update to get April started off on the right foot...


Diet specific:


I weighed in today at an abysmal 379.3. Some people need to pull themselves away from the scale, to let nature take its course when they're trying to lose weight. I definitely am not one of those people. If I let myself go even a few weeks without a weigh-in, things get bad really fast. I need the concrete reminder of both success and failure.

Exercising has been hit or miss. I got myself back into a rotation of morning workouts for a while, but haven't done that the past several days. My treadmill is surrounded by roaming gangs of misplaced furniture (see house remodeling, below) and as a result is mia. It is starting to warm up enough for outside walks though, which I've been trying to do when I get a chance. Mostly though I'm getting most of my physical activity through painting and other house projects.

As to counting my points, i'd say I'm at about 25% at best.

It seems like every time I log in here I'm touting my new resolution and plan. and then I quickly fall out of the plan and go two weeks hiding from my blog in shame. Well, this time lets just take this one step at a time.


Other Stuff:


Liz and the baby are healthy and on course as far as we know. No news is kind of good news on that front i guess.


The house is so not going to be ready when the kid is born though. We've got about 2/3 of the wallpaper removed (and I think all of the wallpaper that had mold on it), but I've only started painting one room. Every step I begin on this project takes at least a week longer than I think it will, and it is has really taken a toll on my stress levels. It will be worth it in the end, I'm sure, and I am happy with the quality of my results to date if not the quantity.

The little gray kitten I mentioned in my last post has become a member of our family. His name is Harold (after the owner of the Purple Crayon). He's about six months old now, and the vet gave him a clean bill of health. Our older male cat (about 3 yrs old) has taken to him as a big brother to kid brother, but our female (about 7) is expressing an excessive amount of displeasure, so we're having to keep them separate for the time being.


I guess that's all that's going on here. Here's hoping i'll be back again soon.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

It's snowing cats and dogs.... well cats anyway

So I am proving yet again that I'm no good at this blogging thing :) Though on the bright side things have been going fairly well for me the past couple of weeks... I just haven't had anything to say.

I've tried in the past to make this blog too content specific, I think. By that I mean I've only posted news, comments, whatnot that were specifically related to my weight loss struggles. I'm going to try relaxing on that rule a bit, in part because I've had several moments of late when I wanted to write in a more general interest/thoughts sort of blog. So, I think I will be using this outlet for more of that as I go forward.

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This has been an unusual winter for us in Southern Ohio. Twice in the past month it has been 60 degrees or more one day, and then snowing and in the mid twenties the next. This past weekend was one of those, with nearly t-shirt weather on Thursday and then a honest to god blizzard starting Friday and ending Saturday. Nobody I know was in any traffic accidents or the like, which is somewhat amazing to be honest. Liz decided to stay in Columbus for the weekend rather than risking the round trip (its about an hour and a half each way in good weather). And then today it was back up over 50 again. The rivers around here already were on the point of flooding last week, I am a bit worried about what will happen if all this snow melts too fast (especially if we get the rain they're predicting for tomorrow. Here in town we're safe enough (Chillicothe installed pretty impressive floodwalls after the last time the river flooded the town, umpteen years ago) but some of the areas just downriver from town already have swamps where their back yards used to be.


And we may be adopting yet another cat. I came home from work and found Liz with this very friendly little kitten (prob. 4 months old or so).






We've done everything we can think of to get the word out incase anyone is missing him, and canvased a block or so around our house. So if nobody shows up looking for him we will probably be adding him to our household in a few weeks. In the mean time we've set up a temporary shelter for him in our sunporch, and he seems to be pretty happy back there. Our older cat is going to have a rough year though... she didn't like it at all when we brought home a new kitten last time it happened, and this time she'll probably just be getting used to that change when our baby will be born. The weird thing is that he really looks like a younger version of our newer cat (Oscar), who we also took in as a stray when he was a kitten. It's entirely possible that he's a great-great nephew or something. He's gray where as Oscar is brown, but they have the same striping pattern, and vary similar faces. And some very similar personality traits as well (both are climbers rather than jumpers, that sort of thing.) Obviously we'll never know for sure that they're related, but it seems likely enough. They did both show up on our doorstep after all ... just a few years apart ;)