Hi, I'm Tommy.
I've been overweight since I was about 12-13 years old. After my best friend passed away, I went into a depression, and things went sailing downhill like a boulder into a ravine. I began eating more, and more, packing pounds and clearly not caring about myself much at all. Food was like my comforting friend. Whenever I felt down about something, I'd go to the store, and buy a bag of Doritos or something that looked good. After a few years, I slowed down a bit. Not really noticing my weight, I carried on with life. My doctors told me I needed to start watching what I was eating, and I'd joke about it. I'd say that I watched everything I ate. I watched it till it disappeared, and was on it's journey to mah belly.
It wasn't until the other day that I stepped on the scale, which I hadn't done in almost 6 months that I whipped around to see if someone was behind me, looked down at the number, stepped off, and checked again, and made sure nobody else was on it...I realized that I needed to make a change. A big change, for a big guy. I'm 20 years old now, and I weigh almost 250lbs. I'm only 5'9 and a half...That's really not healthy. My grandfather on my dad's side had a heart attack at 74. Two years ago today, my father had a heart attack. Two weeks ago, my other grandfather, on my mom's side had a heart attack and passed away.
I'm here for inspiration. I'm here to inspire. I'm here for the long haul.
As I heard Tony Gwynn say a few weeks ago, "Look up, get up, but never give up."
I've read a few of the stories on here already in my short stay thus far, and I tell you what. The little that I've been able to read so far, it's inspired me already.
Thanks,
Tommy
I've been overweight since I was about 12-13 years old. After my best friend passed away, I went into a depression, and things went sailing downhill like a boulder into a ravine. I began eating more, and more, packing pounds and clearly not caring about myself much at all. Food was like my comforting friend. Whenever I felt down about something, I'd go to the store, and buy a bag of Doritos or something that looked good. After a few years, I slowed down a bit. Not really noticing my weight, I carried on with life. My doctors told me I needed to start watching what I was eating, and I'd joke about it. I'd say that I watched everything I ate. I watched it till it disappeared, and was on it's journey to mah belly.
It wasn't until the other day that I stepped on the scale, which I hadn't done in almost 6 months that I whipped around to see if someone was behind me, looked down at the number, stepped off, and checked again, and made sure nobody else was on it...I realized that I needed to make a change. A big change, for a big guy. I'm 20 years old now, and I weigh almost 250lbs. I'm only 5'9 and a half...That's really not healthy. My grandfather on my dad's side had a heart attack at 74. Two years ago today, my father had a heart attack. Two weeks ago, my other grandfather, on my mom's side had a heart attack and passed away.
I'm here for inspiration. I'm here to inspire. I'm here for the long haul.
As I heard Tony Gwynn say a few weeks ago, "Look up, get up, but never give up."
I've read a few of the stories on here already in my short stay thus far, and I tell you what. The little that I've been able to read so far, it's inspired me already.
Thanks,
Tommy
