I made the mistake of looking in the mirror today. There was a man there who I didn’t recognize. I am pretty sure he ate the man my wife married three years ago. You know how women say that before you leave the house, take a quick look in the mirror and take off the last thing you put on. Well, how about the last 100lbs?
Top reasons excuses for getting to this point:
bliss of new marriage
death of mother
can’t afford gym
loss of job
junk food is faster/easier
move across country
death of child
found great but unhealthy recipes
too stressed looking for work
making poor personal choices, ignoring the known consequences for my actions
I’m not stupid. I’m not a newbie. I’ve been everything from a competitive athlete to a chronic couch potato. At the end of the day, I did this to myself. It wasn’t my stressful job, it wasn’t my dead mother, it wasn’t even my ex-wife! It was me, one poor decision at a time. It is my fault. Period.
The good news is, when I wake up tomorrow, I will be faced with choice after choice. It’s my life, my decision. my responsibility to choose wisely.
Don’t Wimp Out, Never Give Up!
- One Less Fat Guy