My journey so far ...

Hey! I'm in the lead! I'm in the lead! I dropped 15 pounds in three weeks. And I have a some people I want to thank:


First, my beautiful wife. She's my secret weapon in all of this. Basically, All I do is eat her deliciously, ridiculously super-healthy food and lose weight. I just make sure not to mess up when I'm at work. Thank you, sweetheart. You're the best. (and prettiest)


Second, my friend Kennis. Thank you for not losing the weight as fast as me. I know, this might be a little premature. But with five pounds to go, I'm feeling pretty smug right now.


And third, my little Kidney Stone. Yup. I've had the pleasure (that's sarcasm) of being rushed into the emergency room, being in excruciating pain and not being able to eat anything for four days due to the little rock that has so lovingly attached itself to one of my kidneys. Four days no food, only water. A Kidney Stone Fast. If you want to lose weight, I recommend getting one.


Before I forget, good call on the chocolate, Kennis. Spot on. I had a few dark chocolate truffles this weekend. Chocolate is awesome.


And now for your viewing pleasure, some of the dishes my wife has fixed for me over the last couple of weeks:

Breakfast of champions: Egg white omelet, bacon and
sauteed bell peppers

Lunch anyone? Salad with bell peppers, pepperoni, cheese and eggs,
panfried Tilapia and oven seared squash

Dinner for one: Grilled chicken filet with sauteed green beans

And here's me! 15 pounds lighter (and still
recovering from the Kidney Stone). Due to
this new way of eating, I've developed a
mad hankerin' for fruit.

For my next post, I'm going to get my swag on. Stay tuned ...


– Marcolm

The weight count so far ...

Disappearing Ken!

Sorry I have been out of the loop this past week, but I recently lost an aunt. Her funeral was Saturday the 21st, which is coincedentally my mother's birthday. As you can imagine, I was fairly busy. I am also hip deep in designing and printing the football programs for Harris County - GO TIGERS! Feel that? That's spirit.
Anyhoooo! I am back and ready to rock! I dropped another 4 lbs this week. That puts me at 265 and some change. Beware my friend. I am in it to win it.

As Ming Ming from Wonder Pets says, "This is serious!"

Kennis aka Klay Hillz!

My sad and deluded fat friend :(

I must admit that it is wonderful to see you so excited about your chances of winning this competition. Sadly (note the sad face in the title), you don't stand a chance. I hate to bring genetics into this but your German blood will not allow you to go without proper chocolate for too long a period. This will be your downfall. All I have to do is sit back and wait for the backlash. Maybe I will send a proper German Chocolate Cake to you as a challenge starting gift.

Can you resist?

I think not.
My only worry is that your in-house coach my prove to be a bit of a problem. She has power over you and can curb your grand appetite with great ease. I may have to send her on a trip or convince her she has the pox or something devious like that. We will see. In any case, this competition is mine. Prepare to look into the disappointed faces of your little girls as they wonder what has become of their FATHER!!!! HA HA HA HA haugh coughhh cuhhh....      Ha.

Sorry.

Good luck dude...you will need it.

Kennis

It's on!

     Kennis and I have made a bet:  Lose 20 pounds by the end of December. The winner gets a $50 shopping spree in a comic book store in Atlanta. The loser has to drive him up there and let him spend the money (and hang his head in shame and feel humiliated).
     Sure, we could have decided to lose weight for more noble reasons. But that's just not our style. But we do need your support. We need you to leave comments to support (and/or heckle) us. Who do you want to win the bet?
     That's our weight counter you see above. We will try to update the counter at least once a week. As of August 9, 2010 that is.
     I'm going to be completely honest here ... Kennis doesn't stand a chance and I will enjoy watching him cry when all of this is said, not eaten and done. That's right. I'm throwing down the weight loss gauntlet (I kind of envision a white Michael Jackson glove with purple rhinestones and small metal spikes).
     For all of my supporters (yeah, that's you) please "boo" Kennis when you see him. That's right. No greeting. No hello's. Just a looooong and hardy "boo." I know you all like Kennis. But until the end of December, he's the enemy. If that's too harsh, act friendly. Send him care packages of candy and junk food and coupons to fast food places. Buy him a calorie-laden soda. Ice cream. Offer to pay for his lunch and buy him Kentucky Fried Chicken. Or offer to buy him pie after he's eaten a healthy salad. Sabotage. Support me. Crush the enemy.


Long live the skinnier version of Marcolm!


P.S. This is all in good fun. Good luck, Kennis.