I had posted earlier I was going to blog about my weight loss. I started my job as a mail carrier about 6 weeks ago and knew Id be dropping weight and was going to share. To be honest, Im too fucking tired when I get home to do anything but sit down and fall asleep.
We have a small post office with a large area to cover. Out routes that are walking typically cover 8-10 miles. One of our routes is around 15 miles when you include the stairs and walking to the actual boxes from the street.
The first two weeks, I thought I was going to have to quit. Everything hurt. To make matters worse, I didnt get to start when I was told I was going to start because someone in orientation had suffered a close family death and my orientation was pushed back two weeks. However, I had already quit my previous job so now I had two weeks at home to do nothing. I gained 5 pounds to top off at 305 when I started. It was hell. Its summer in St. Louis. Ive almost quit, cried, screamed, whatever people do when they are pushed past their frustration threshold, I was dealing with it. My feet had blisters the size of baseballs on the bottom of them.
Six weeks later, I have lost 30 pounds.
Now I can powerwalk through a route. The heat doesnt really hurt that much anymore and my entire lower body is becoming very toned. There are a few skinny guys at my station who look real good that say they came in very overweight.
I dont even think about it anymore. I just put one some Crystal Method, grab my mail and start walking. Before I know it, my mail is gone and Im clocking out. Its awesome money so thats very good motivation for me since Im pretty much a materialist person. lol.
Im still tired as fuck when I get home which is also good because Im pulling in some awesome OT and the money is just starting to pile up since I dont spend it.
We have a small post office with a large area to cover. Out routes that are walking typically cover 8-10 miles. One of our routes is around 15 miles when you include the stairs and walking to the actual boxes from the street.
The first two weeks, I thought I was going to have to quit. Everything hurt. To make matters worse, I didnt get to start when I was told I was going to start because someone in orientation had suffered a close family death and my orientation was pushed back two weeks. However, I had already quit my previous job so now I had two weeks at home to do nothing. I gained 5 pounds to top off at 305 when I started. It was hell. Its summer in St. Louis. Ive almost quit, cried, screamed, whatever people do when they are pushed past their frustration threshold, I was dealing with it. My feet had blisters the size of baseballs on the bottom of them.
Six weeks later, I have lost 30 pounds.
Now I can powerwalk through a route. The heat doesnt really hurt that much anymore and my entire lower body is becoming very toned. There are a few skinny guys at my station who look real good that say they came in very overweight.
I dont even think about it anymore. I just put one some Crystal Method, grab my mail and start walking. Before I know it, my mail is gone and Im clocking out. Its awesome money so thats very good motivation for me since Im pretty much a materialist person. lol.
Im still tired as fuck when I get home which is also good because Im pulling in some awesome OT and the money is just starting to pile up since I dont spend it.