Once upon a time, my large ass topped out at 267 lbs.
When I looked in the mirror, I still saw the same handsome dude I’ve always been, but the stretched-out XXL t-shirts and size 47-inch jeans told a different story. A story I never saw until I look back now at pictures and realize how unhealthy I had become, and how much I had let myself go.
But, stepping on the scale this morning marks the beginning of another new chapter in my weight loss journey. Today is the day I can say I’ve lost 40 lbs. total (31.6 since starting the blog), and truthfully, I never thought I would make it to this point.
Why? Because I’m still the same ol’ lazy me, who loves to gorge on cookies, pizza and the like, only now, because of this rollercoaster I’ve been on, I understand the meaning of moderation, and especially the understanding of perseverance.
There’s been more times than I have fingers to count that I’ve wanted to pull the plug here, but every time I have thought that, there’s been something that brings me back, something that adds knowledge to this ever-collecting derth of information about weight loss, healthy eating and how my body responds to both.
I was at the doctor today, reading one of those informational pamphlets, and a line on the page stuck out as the perfect example of why it’s important to never give up, to never surrender:
“Each attempt gives you new information about what works and what does not work for you. Use what you learned in your past experiences in your current effort. The only way to fail is to stop trying.”
My goal is to weigh between 185-200 lbs. Now I’m about halfway there.
And this train keeps on rolling …