I got down to 213. Biking season started and I have been racing as a Cat 5. I have put over 1000 mile son my bike, gone through 3 sets of tires, climbed more summits than I can count, won a couple of medals, and with all that, I am back up to 230. WTF?
Seriously, what the hell?
It has been an incredibly frustrating summer. Now that the racing season is over here, I am training for the Zeitgeist 1/2 marathon. Hopefully running again will get the weight off.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Thursday, June 12, 2008
300 pounds
I was 300 pounds last year. A big, giant pasty blob of goo. I hated myself, I hated what I had become. It wasn't just about the weight, the weight was just a reminder of how active, how ALIVE I used to be.
I remember the day clearly, I stepped on the scale after being on the road for 3 weeks.
300 pounds.
Holy shit.
This has to stop.
And it has.
I hope to chronicle what I have done, along with the amazing support of my wife and family, to get back my life. If nothing else, I hope that someone reads this and realizes that they too, can get back from the edge of death.
Because morbid obesity is exactly that, it is death. Waiting, patient, slowly suffocating you.
Fight back.
I remember the day clearly, I stepped on the scale after being on the road for 3 weeks.
300 pounds.
Holy shit.
This has to stop.
And it has.
I hope to chronicle what I have done, along with the amazing support of my wife and family, to get back my life. If nothing else, I hope that someone reads this and realizes that they too, can get back from the edge of death.
Because morbid obesity is exactly that, it is death. Waiting, patient, slowly suffocating you.
Fight back.
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