So this is my diary... Again...
This is not my first visit to this forum and this is not my first username here. I will not post who I was because I am afraid of looking like a failure- instead I will simply be 'Reloaded'.
My story:
I have had a great relationship with food my entire life. I love it and it loves me. I love eating all types of food and in quantity. I grew up poor and there was never enough for everyone to have seconds- so the fastest eater got them, and I was always the fastest eater. This was great until my metabolism slowed and got an office job. I ballooned up to 270lbs and looked terrible and felt terrible. I had smoked since I was 16 and was in terrible shape. I went to see a doctor around my 31st birthday and was told my numbers sucked and I needed to make changes. So i did.
I enjoyed it a lot.
I quit smoking and took up running.
I went from 270 to 210 in around 9 months and looked and felt great. I ran a half marathon and trained for a full- burned out at the end but still ran 18 miles straight. I looked great and was strong and healthy. Then the bottom fell out.
My son was born and he took up all of my time that I had to exercise. Slowly he became the excuse for me not going but it was more because I simply was tired. I then lost my job. All sorts of stress and issues started and I slowly stopped working out altogether. Bottom line- I stepped on the scale 4 months ago and I was 280. All the work and all the time i put in was erased and I was fat and out of shape again.
I decided fuck it and to try to start over.
So I swallowed hard and signed up for Weight Watchers. The freedom and flexibility helps me. I am able to eat what I want and just watch the quantities. I also began running again. OMG how hard that was. To look at the time and distance and be so depressed at how far I fell from where I was and how bad I was- but I was doing it again. I have gotten better but still have not gotten anywhere near to all the way back. I recently began lifting weights again- I told myself when I got down to 250 I would start adding weights- and holy crap how sore I was and how weak I am, but i am doing it again.
So here I am. A 39 year old man turning 40 in a little over 2 months. Married with a beautiful 5 year old boy. Trying to get himself back in shape. I am happy I am back to under 250 but that is not what it is all about to me. I want to be stronger and run better/longer than I am. Fitness is more important to me than weight. So I am working towards it. My weight goal is a modest 225- I think I can hit it and maintain it better than 200 or 210. I am not training for a half or full marathon anytime soon- longest I will do is a 10k- so I am able to focus on shorter runs and build up speed and endurance.
So that is why I am Reloaded. I am Reloaded with confidence, Reloaded with ambition and Reloaded with the motivation to get fitter and weigh less.
If you got this far thank you for reading- and hello.
This is not my first visit to this forum and this is not my first username here. I will not post who I was because I am afraid of looking like a failure- instead I will simply be 'Reloaded'.
My story:
I have had a great relationship with food my entire life. I love it and it loves me. I love eating all types of food and in quantity. I grew up poor and there was never enough for everyone to have seconds- so the fastest eater got them, and I was always the fastest eater. This was great until my metabolism slowed and got an office job. I ballooned up to 270lbs and looked terrible and felt terrible. I had smoked since I was 16 and was in terrible shape. I went to see a doctor around my 31st birthday and was told my numbers sucked and I needed to make changes. So i did.
I enjoyed it a lot.
I quit smoking and took up running.
I went from 270 to 210 in around 9 months and looked and felt great. I ran a half marathon and trained for a full- burned out at the end but still ran 18 miles straight. I looked great and was strong and healthy. Then the bottom fell out.
My son was born and he took up all of my time that I had to exercise. Slowly he became the excuse for me not going but it was more because I simply was tired. I then lost my job. All sorts of stress and issues started and I slowly stopped working out altogether. Bottom line- I stepped on the scale 4 months ago and I was 280. All the work and all the time i put in was erased and I was fat and out of shape again.
I decided fuck it and to try to start over.
So I swallowed hard and signed up for Weight Watchers. The freedom and flexibility helps me. I am able to eat what I want and just watch the quantities. I also began running again. OMG how hard that was. To look at the time and distance and be so depressed at how far I fell from where I was and how bad I was- but I was doing it again. I have gotten better but still have not gotten anywhere near to all the way back. I recently began lifting weights again- I told myself when I got down to 250 I would start adding weights- and holy crap how sore I was and how weak I am, but i am doing it again.
So here I am. A 39 year old man turning 40 in a little over 2 months. Married with a beautiful 5 year old boy. Trying to get himself back in shape. I am happy I am back to under 250 but that is not what it is all about to me. I want to be stronger and run better/longer than I am. Fitness is more important to me than weight. So I am working towards it. My weight goal is a modest 225- I think I can hit it and maintain it better than 200 or 210. I am not training for a half or full marathon anytime soon- longest I will do is a 10k- so I am able to focus on shorter runs and build up speed and endurance.
So that is why I am Reloaded. I am Reloaded with confidence, Reloaded with ambition and Reloaded with the motivation to get fitter and weigh less.
If you got this far thank you for reading- and hello.