Chasin' Mason

When I was a young lad, around 10 years of age, I went with my father to the Kentucky Knights of Columbus state convention.  My dad was a district deputy and was heavily involved in the organization, thus he was asked to attend as part of his responsibilities. I was the quintessential “knight’s kid.”  If I could go to a meeting or an event with my dad, I was there.  It gave us an opportunity to bond and gave me a chance to see my dad in a different light; to see his Catholic faith in action.  That included attending the state conventions. It was at the convention I mentioned earlier when I decided I wanted to be a knight. The state deputy at the time was a man named Phil Carr.  During the banquet, and because of his station, Carr was expected to make remarks. He focused much of his speech on what being a knight meant to him, and he said something that has always stuck with me. “Being a knight,” Carr said, “is not just about...

Let's start this off with a Doctor Who reference shall we? Losing weight is a lot like a Time Lord's regeneration, but much slower.  Instead of a sudden release of regeneration energy and a sudden metamorphosis, humans have to take the "long way round." It's been two weeks since my last entry, and it was on purpose.  I wanted to take two weeks to get back in the habit and really start this thing off right.  I did the same thing during my first "regeneration."  I am pleased to report it's gone well so far. For this blog entry I thought I'd talk a little bit about  Weight Watchers  and share some of the things I'm doing this time around. When I first began this journey in 2013, WW was much different in its point counting system.  Everything, and I mean everything, had to be accounted when tracking.  I was very diligent.  If I intended to eat something, I tracked it.  I worked very hard not to "blow my points." Quickly, you m...

It's time I'm honest with myself.  It's time I'm honest with you, dear reader. My weight loss journey, which started out pretty well, has come to a crashing stop.  I have no one to blame, but myself.  Trust me, it's easier to point fingers.  I've done it.  I've tried.  But I've finally realized that, while pointing fingers at others, three fingers were pointing right back at me.  That sounds terribly simplistic, but the fact remains it demonstrates a reality even I can't ignore. Losing weight is hard.  Everyone has different health challenges, but this one is mine.  Losing weight and keeping it off will be the hardest thing I will ever do. But there is something even more difficult to deal with and that's the reality I failed.  I don't mean to sound so dramatic, but I don't wish to cheapen the situation with lightweight words.  This is my failure and if I'm ever going to complete this journey, I have to own it.  So....