The other day I was sitting in my apartment after work and all I could think about was getting a Blizzard from Dairy Queen. I wasn’t hungry, yet I couldn’t stop thinking about giving into my craving. I tried to do different things to take my mind off of it; I did some laundry, ran errands, watched TV, and I went for a run outside. But no matter what I did, I could not get my mind to stop thinking about getting a Butterfinger Blizzard. Finally at about 9:30 at night, I caved into my temptation. Fifteen minutes after I finished eating, I was overcome by this sudden feeling of guilt. I know that eating a Blizzard is not healthy for me, I know eating lots of junk food was the reason that I weighed over 300 pounds a couple of years ago. I have worked so hard to lose the weight and get my body into shape, yet I find myself unable to overcome this one little temptation. All of a sudden I started thinking to myself, “Can compulsive eating be classified as an addiction?” Is compulsive eating any different from the “typical” addictions such as gambling, alcohol, drugs or nicotine?

The American Heritage Science Dictionary defines addiction as “A physical or psychological need for a habit-forming substance, Read the rest of this entry »

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You may be asking yourself, “What is a Dickie-Do?” Let me answer that question with a brief story which happened to my friend, Mike, a couple of years ago. Mike, who at the time was 21 years old, 6′4”, weighed about 180 pounds, and was in overall good physical shape, noticed that his 6-pack wasn’t as good as it used to be. Mike was working at a construction site with his shirt off and he was talking with an older coworker about how his stomach was growing larger.

Mike: “I’ve been drinking too much beer lately, I’m starting to grow a Beer Belly.”

Coworker: “What are you talking about Skinny? When you get to be my age you will have to worry about growing a Dickie-Do.”

Mike: “What the hell is a Dickie-Do?”

Coworker: “It’s a name for my big Beer Belly.”

Mike: “Why do you call your Beer Belly a Dickie-Do?”

Coworker: “Because it hangs out further than my Dickie-Do!!”

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I was at Happy Hour last Tuesday with two of my friends Mike and Michelle, (I know, I violated one of the 10 Commandments of Fat-Loss, but I did budget for the calories) and I was telling them about BeerBellyBlog and what it was about. Our conversation went something like this:

Michelle: Oh, so it’s like a Muffin Top then.

Me: What? I don’t eat muffins.

Michelle: No, a Muffin Top!

Me: I don’t eat the tops of muffins either.

Mike: (to our waitress) Can I get another beer?  And a bacon cheeseburger with extra mayo and extra fries?

Obviously, Mike doesn’t read BeerBellyBlog and Michelle was getting frustrated that Mike and I hadn’t the slightest clue what crazy woman (just kidding Michelle) was talking about. So she explained to us that a Muffin Top is a women’s Beer Belly, and it happens when the pants are too tight and the stomach spills over the pants. You could see the light bulb go off in Mike’s head (mine too). So after being enlightened as to what a Muffin Top is, Michelle asked me if the exercises, suggestions and workouts found on BeerBellyBlog.com would work for women with Muffin Tops. I told her that they should work for everyone, but each person’s program would be different since we’re all different. The basics are the same for everyone: reduce your calorie intake gradually, find exercises you enjoy, and you should see results sooner or later (if you need some ideas on where to start, click here, here and here). Most people might assume that this website is for men only just because of the name, but this website is really a website for anyone and everyone who wants to lose weight and lead a healthier lifestyle.

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I can’t believe how easy it is to have an excuse to not go to the gym when you’re tired.  I was supposed to go workout on Wednesday but I didn’t.  Throughout the day, the idea of hitting the gym after work was a good idea, I was even looking forward to it.

When 5:30pm rolls around and I’m shutting down for the day, the idea of going to the gym suddenly became very unattractive.  The reasons for not going to the gym started to build up in my mind…

1. I’m tired
2. My left eye is irritated and dry
3. My contacts are dry
4. I can’t find my ipod headphones and arm strap, therefore no music
5. My gym bag is sitting out in the car in the freezing temperature
6. I have to walk 10 minutes to get to my car
7. I’m going to be sloppy because I haven’t been in for a month
8. Home is so comfortable
9. I really want to finish that book
10. I just want to eat dinner
11. Did I bring my socks?

As I contemplated all these questions while walking to my car, I was able to fend off each of them and “stay the course” on working out.  That is, until I got to my car and found out my gym bag (which I hadn’t opened for a month) didn’t have my athletic socks in there!  I couldn’t go work out wearing my black dress socks, that would just be plain dorky!  It was so easy to not go, I decided to not go within a few seconds of discovering that I didn’t have my socks.  I drove home, feeling relaxed and guilty at the same time.  When I got home, the first thing I did was put in a pair of fresh socks.

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I went to an after-Thanksgiving house party over the weekend. As I stood there eating some Turducken and drinking a bottle of Corona, a friend asked “Hey Billy, how’s that Beer Belly Blog going?” I looked down at my midsection and replied, “It’s getting bigger.” Yes my beer belly is getting bigger and I’ve been slacking off. Ever since I got back from my business trip in Vegas and my wife’s schedule change, we haven’t used our Lifetime Fitness membership that we pay $100 a month for. So enough excuses, I need to schedule my workouts. If I don’t schedule them, I’ll never hit the gym until my beer belly is bigger than any blogger’s belly.

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