It was a weird day last December. I was sitting with a female friend of mine and I suddenly realized that this girl was under half my size. I was sitting pretty at 330-lbs. I was a giant! I was wearing a 44×32 pant and a 2XLT shirt. Now, at 6’2″, I have never been a small man.
I tell you that to tell you this. I never thought I was skinny, but I never thought I was fat. So I made a decision. I am going to lose 50+ lbs in 2013. This was going to be my new years resolution. So on January 1st (after I shook off my hangover) I decided to start working out. I picked up my dumbbells and started lifting. Bicep curls, shoulder presses, tricep extensions, and bent-over row. A week in, I realized something else: dude, your legs need work, too. This working out thing is going to be more difficult than I imagined.
So I start in with body weight exercises. I’m going to do squats and leg lifts. This works for a week and I start thinking about the total body package. I need to add back in my least favorite exercise of all time: push ups. Now, due to a series of bad decisions concerning my health over the years, I hate to admit, I can’t do a push up. Not one. I have to start on my knees like a sissy man. My friends delight in making fun of me for this – but I’m the one working out while they sit on the couch and eat ice cream. In retrospect, I occasionally get jealous of that.
Fitness isn’t easy. There’s a whole wide world of understanding that I don’t have. Eating to meet my goals, between weight loss and body building, and working to actually build a workout and a lifestyle I can eat and live for the rest of forever. This is not a diet. This is a total life transformation. This is changing everything about me. I hope to be able to report excellence here on my blog. In addition to my blog, you are welcome to follow my life transformation via Fitocracy (the online fitness tracker).