The month was January 2017. I had just gotten out of a physical in Dubuque. I weighed 334 pounds. I was staring down an early death with my bad cholesterol and weight issues. Fast forward 12 months, and I would be making the best decision of my life. I was changing my lifestyle completely. This saved my life.
My weight loss journey started slowly. It started with altering my eating habits and training my body to change from my old ways. After a month or two of that, I added on some light cardio. Then, I would pick that up even further doing a little more each and everyday. I’d ride the exercise bike, walk on the treadmill, then lift a little. My workouts would continue to intensify. June 30, 2018 is when I would hit my first work out milestone. I ran one mile without stopping.
The summer would move along and I would continue to workout at Divine Word College. Day in and day out, it was just me in there sweating my behind off. The workouts would continue to crank up. In October, I joined the gym at the Peosta Rec Centre. It was here where I would reach my next work out achievement. I ran a 5K on December 20, 2018. This had taken a toll on my body, but I had done it.
Flash forward to today and I have crossed another goal off of my list. When I stepped on the scales this morning, I weighed 233.2. I have crossed the 100 pounds lost mark!
This is something that I once dreamt of, but I never thought it would actually be a reality. I would lay in my bed at night and just wish that I could do it with a snap of my fingers. But then, I got tired of dreaming and started to take my life into my own hands.
Since the beginning of the football season in September, I had really been battling myself mentally. I weighed 254 pounds on September 1, but the countless weekends of tailgating, drinking, and eating had started to discourage the spirit that I had built up to that point. I’d lose weight during the weeks, but gain it right back on the weekends. It sucked. Eventually, football season would end and I would be able to reach this mark.
I’ve had numerous people ask me how I’ve been able to do it or what my secret is. I respond with the same sentence every time. “You have to want it”. I had gotten to the point where I wanted it. I wanted to be more appealing, I wanted to fit into some sports jerseys I had, and I wanted to have confidence again. I now have all three of these things.
Weight loss is such a fickle and ignorant thing. It is not forgiving. The odds of getting discouraged are very high. Most people feel like they are doing well, then they have a bad day or week. As discouraging as it may be to see that number rise after the hard work put into lowering it, you have to be resilient. Thankfully, I have been able to do that. The goals I have set along the way keep me focused and driven.
From the time I woke up this morning until about lunch, I couldn’t wipe that smug smile off of my face. This morning was the most genuinely happy I have been in quite some time. I’m healthy, happy, and most importantly CONFIDENT again.
I use to be the biggest guy I knew. I was fat, not healthy, and a man with an early death sentence. That is not the case anymore. I have bought myself a whole lot more living to do.
Here are some other photos I have taken along the way. #BigTakesToSlimTakes