Breaking down a wall...
Breaking down a wall can be very tough when it comes to your weight loss adventure. When starting, I set up many goals on the way to my main objective. The biggest one was the passing of the 200 mark. This wall, once miles away, is now at my doorstep.
For years I have been over 200 pounds. Honestly, I can't tell you how long it has been. I would have to say that the last time I was under the 200 mark would be sometime right before going into high school. For years I just didn't care about my weight or what I was eating. Looking back I wish I could take back what I was doing and change my behavior. Of course this applies to many different situations in my life.
The main reason I didn't care about my weight was because I couldn't be an athlete. So why not just eat the way I wanted to? Food was good and I didn't want to miss out. I didn't even think about the fact that the medium pizza I just ate was 2600 calories. It was good and that was all that mattered. It may be a little late in life, but I have realized that there is more to eating than, "It tastes good."
Back to the point, 200 is huge to get under. I didn't think it was even possible. I figured I may just have to stay at 220 and call it good. I have now proven that wrong. For a week or two I have been close to going under 200. The see-saw battle I was in finally unveiled a victor. This morning I stepped onto the scale and on the screen popped 199. Excited I called Katie into the room just to show her. This has been one of my goals from the beginning. Once unachievable, it is now life altering and a new motivation to keep going. My sledgehammer hungers for more walls to break down, and I'm ready for them!
For years I have been over 200 pounds. Honestly, I can't tell you how long it has been. I would have to say that the last time I was under the 200 mark would be sometime right before going into high school. For years I just didn't care about my weight or what I was eating. Looking back I wish I could take back what I was doing and change my behavior. Of course this applies to many different situations in my life.
The main reason I didn't care about my weight was because I couldn't be an athlete. So why not just eat the way I wanted to? Food was good and I didn't want to miss out. I didn't even think about the fact that the medium pizza I just ate was 2600 calories. It was good and that was all that mattered. It may be a little late in life, but I have realized that there is more to eating than, "It tastes good."
Back to the point, 200 is huge to get under. I didn't think it was even possible. I figured I may just have to stay at 220 and call it good. I have now proven that wrong. For a week or two I have been close to going under 200. The see-saw battle I was in finally unveiled a victor. This morning I stepped onto the scale and on the screen popped 199. Excited I called Katie into the room just to show her. This has been one of my goals from the beginning. Once unachievable, it is now life altering and a new motivation to keep going. My sledgehammer hungers for more walls to break down, and I'm ready for them!
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