In a fight with a fat guy.

Ok - I admit it, I'm the fat guy.

I'd sure like to know where the 10 mile running, rock climbing, eat what I wanted and still have a 34 inch waist guy went - but admitting he's gone is the first step to getting healthy.

I think setting realistic goals is important. I’m not trying to be 24 again, I’m not going to loose all my weight in a month or two – I merely want to be healthy – and healthy most likely doesn’t mean buying bigger pants when the old ones don’t fit anymore.
I’m starting my journey by getting ready for my journey – I decided to take 20 pounds off before doing anything dynamic. That means walking at lunch and packing meals instead of eating at my favorite restaurants.

That little step (and logging into MFP) has me down 6.5 pounds in 2-weeks. What’s funny about that is all the static I got at work for walking at lunch. I had people telling me it wouldn’t work, it wasn’t enough and that I looked like a “dork.”

To keep myself honest I put a post-it note on a picture of that “10 mile running, rock climbing, eat what I wanted and still have a 34 inch waist guy” that listed my weigh-ins. I see that stupid note every time I get up from my desk – and thankfully I’m listening to that more than my co-workers.

So – to those who have admitted they have work to do – set reasonable goals (that includes time lines) do something to remind yourself of what it is you are doing and work through the noise of naysayers – if you are unlucky enough to encounter them.

Someday I might even put a picture up of me – and not my old motorcycle.

I'd wish everyone the best of luck - but the reason we are all here isn't about luck, it's about effort - so instead I hope everyone stays strong and gets stronger!