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There’s no sugar-coating it. I was freakin’ fat… as in 300 lbs. I wore 46" pants and XXXL shirts.
I was miserable and grouchy all the time. It wasn’t fair to my family and friends and I soon realized it was MY fault.
On a cold December day in 2002, I was playing Madden on the playstation and I threw an interception. Out of frustration, I threw the controller down. Once I bent down to pick it up, I had an "A-ha" moment.
I sat there on my couch, in shock, wondering what had happened to me. I was so athletic through my entire life, yet here I was, sweating from picking up a dang controller. I struggled just to get up and down the stairs or carrying more than two bags of groceries… in my twenties.
It didn’t help that my breakfast was an iced honeybun with soda, along with supersized meals at lunch and huge bowls of ice cream and pizza for dinner. I never counted, but I wouldn’t be surprised if my calories were in the 8,000 to 10,000 range EVERY DAY. A desk job didn’t help either, along with the inactivity.
I was literally ashamed of the guy in the mirror and knew I had to do something about it.
That "epiphany" moment was a BIG SWITCH for me. I had enough, and I was going to do something about it. Just like everyone else, I hopped on the New Year Bandwagon, but understand this – I was going to follow through, unlike many other people. I was going to see my goal to the very end or die trying. This was it.
Much like you, I knew I was going to either do this or not – there was no "I’ll give it a shot" mentality.
I poured sweat, breathed heavily and was exhausted after just minutes. This was going to be harder than I thought. Finally, after minutes of struggling, I had put on my shoes.
I drove to my old high school with a strong sense of urgency and anticipation. I walked towards the track with an agenda against my own belly fat, got out of the car and made my way towards the track.
But after just one lap, I was overwhelmingly exhausted. Tears welled up in my eyes and I thought to myself, "Is it too late? Can I really do this? Am I doomed to be overweight for the rest of my life?"
Memories of trying to lose weight before started to enter my head, giving me MORE doubt. I had already tried pouring myself into doing cardio for days on end.
I had also… Read more…