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Welcome one and all to The Diary of a Chunky White Guy. I hope this blog will keep me inspired in my weight loss goals, but I also hope to help others who are struggling with their weight, whether they're ten pounds or two hundred overweight. I'm not a doctor, and I'm not a psychologist, but perhaps by posting my struggles, victories and viewpoints, I can make a difference in someone's life.

Monday, September 20, 2010

Back In The Saddle Again or "Here Comes The Pain...In Your Quads"

So I swear I haven't stopped blogging on purpose. I haven't abandoned this venture, and I haven't abandoned my lifestyle change. I'm currently in a bit of a tussle with AT&T who insist that I went over my data limit the night that I was in New Roads performing Of Mice and Men. At this point, my internet was only connecting at .03 megabits a second and even if I had TRIED to use five gigs of data, I think that it would have been impossible for me to do so in just a few hours. The long and short of it is, my internet has been suspended until October 4, and I'm currently trying to just get out of my contract and get DSL at my house. Until then, I have to rely on public Wi-Fi for my internet needs, and I have been super busy and haven't been able to get around to posting a blog update.

You may be asking right now, "Well, that's all well and good Casey, but how is your journey going?"

Pretty dang well, if I do say so myself. Rehearsals and performances of various plays have kept me out of the gym more than I wanted, but I have lost a considerable amount of inches and yesterday I wore a shirt that I haven't been able to wear, well, ever. So I've got that going for me, which is nice.

I'm still eating right, still enjoying my slow but steady transformation, and as of today I hit the gym once again for BodyPump (cue ominous music and screams of anguish). Today, I also start working out with my mystery buddy (who will not be named until/unless he/she wants to be). I've secured them a guest pass at the gym and they will be joining me for BodyPump awesomeness.

I also have another driving force behind my journey: NightFears.

NightFears is the play in which I am currently performing, and let me tell you folks, it's a doozy. It is a unique, powerful look at people's fears in the 21st century, and it's been a fantastic stretch for my acting muscles (as well as excellent sweaty work that I've used to diminish my fat cells). The co-writer/director of the play has decided that he is going to try to get the show added to The Fringe Festival next year. The Fringe Festival is a festival geared toward alternative, edgy theatre. I couldn't be more stoked about it. The reason that this is a driving force in my weight loss journey is that the festival will either be in New York or Chicago. This will entail flying. At my current size, there's no way I'd be comfortable flying, and I might have to be one of those guys who has to pay for two seats. That ain't gonna happen, my friends. Plus, if I get all super slim and sexy, some hot New York theatre vixen might sweep me off my feet or vice versa. Chance favors the prepared mind, and, in this case, the prepared body.

So, now to get to it. Back to the sweaty, crampy, awesome world of BodyPump, and onward into the future of a slimmer, healthier me.

Today's moral? If you don't wanna buy two seats on an airplane, you'd better get to sweatin'.

Until next time, Dragon Slayers


  1. I'm glad you're able to continue eating healthy and losing weight while living in real life. Don't let some New York theatre vixen steal you away. You belong here in Louisiana with us.

  2. I was wondering when we were going to get an update. Good to hear things are still headed in the right direction!

    While I agree with Julie, that I like having you here in Louisiana...I say you have nothing stopping you from doing whatever you want, WHEREVER you want. Don't have sucks.

    Love ya like a brother!


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