This is it. This is the first step in my weight-loss journey. I may have said I this before and failed, I may have given up too easily and gone back to my old ways, but that will not stop this time. This time is different.
As I sit down to write this, the poor office chair beneath me is probably thinking “it’s about freaking time”. Over the past 4 years, I have gained 125 pounds. Just saying that makes me feel so many negative emotions. I feel ashamed, embarrassed, and angry. Angry that I let myself do this, angry that I keep finding excuses for myself, angry that I can’t seem to change. But most of all, I’m angry that the ones around me, especially my kids, have to see it.
Everyone around me saw me spiral down this path, and few said anything negative about it; I don’t blame them. Who really would want to hear “hey man, you’re getting really fat you should probably make some changes”. I know I didn’t. I didn’t even want to believe the scale. I told myself the scale was wrong, or it was just a bad day or week. I told myself my eyes were playing tricks on me, “I don’t look that bad; at least I’m not as bad as that person”. But the scale wasn’t lying. I went from a very fit 220lbs, to a slightly less fit 245, to a barely fit 265, to a no longer fit 280, to a distant shadow of myself 290, to a what-is-wrong-with you 315, and finally to my current state of poster-board-for-obesity 345lbs.
345lbs. Three Hundred. and Fourty. Five. Pounds. I use to be able to bench 345lbs consistently, now I carry it around with me at all times. How did this happen? Well that’s pretty easy to answer. I had kids. Now that’s not completely fair because it’s 100% possible to have kids, even if they are twins like in my case, and continue doing the things needed to be healthy. But I didn’t. Getting married and having kids so young was such a massive change that I didn’t pay any attention to my health. Specifically, these are things that lead to my weight gain:
- I stopped working out.
I used to work out a minimum of 3 days per week, most of the time it was 5 or 6. I would work out for at least an hour, usually more. I would lift heavy, do cardio, and also do high rep low weight exercises. My entire day was scheduled around working out. The only reason I did this was because I was playing football, or at least trying to, in college. I was desperately trying to become athletic enough to make it in football and working out religiously was the way to do it. A little after my boys were born, I realized there was no way I could pursue football and still be a good husband and father, so I quit and started working. When I decided it was time to stop chasing the dream of playing football, it felt like working out was pointless. So I stopped.
- I continued eating like I was still working out.
Before, I could eat pretty much whatever I wanted and could maintain my weight and muscle mass without much thought. Once I stopped working out, all those calories had no where to go except to be stored as fat.
- I gave up any semblance of healthy eating.
I started eating out literally every day. I would either get something from a gas station or get fast food. I tried meal prepping, but I never got the hang of it. It was hard to plan out meals that lasted well in the fridge and tasted decent reheated. I know I will have to find a solution because there is no way I can continue eating out and lose weight. I also started drinking sodas and energy drinks regularly. This was probably the biggest problem. I say “was” even though I had a Sprite earlier today because my goal is to never have one again.
Between eating fast food and junk everyday, drinking sodas and other unhealthy drinks, and being pretty much sedentary for 4 years, it’s not hard to understand why I gained so much weight.
But here’s the good news:
I know exactly what to do to lose weight.
All I have to do is the exact opposite of what I’ve been doing. That means:
- Stop drinking sodas and other high calorie high sugar drinks
- Stop eating out all the time.
- Start working out.
That’s pretty much it. I don’t think I need to do any specific diets such as the keto diet or intermittent fasting, at least not at this point. If I just do the regular things that everyone should do, I will lose weight. I think I should be able to get down to 260 in 7-12 months just doing that. If I start to stall out, then I can make changes.
My plan is to use this blog as a daily journal and update it with my current weight and pictures. I hope this will give me added motivation and keep me accountable; even if no one reads this, I still will feel like I have someone watching over my shoulder, which is what I need.
Here we go.