I was on here briefly a couple of years ago. Unfortunately, I didn't stick with things too well and I'm back, and much heavier. I was 178 when I was on here last, having started out at 185. Now I'm 210. I never dreamed I'd ever be this heavy in my life, nor did anyone else. I was always a skinny kid, then an athletic teen and I had 6 pack abs in my 20s. Now it's only a vague memory that I ever wore bare midriff tops with pride.
Last week I decided to run around the block. So I did. And I did it again the next day. Twice. Yesterday and today, I did 3 laps. I mapped it out, and that's 1 km. I wasn't able to run the whole distance. I walked for more than half of it, albeit briskly. But I am going to do it again tomorrow. And the next day. By the middle of May, I figure, I should probably be able to do a 5K run.
I'm tired of being fat. I'm tired of avoiding going into stores because I know that nothing I like is going to fit. I'm tired of getting winded by things that shouldn't require any effort. I'm tired of being tired, all the time. I'm not going to be fat anymore. I am going to start taking care of myself again.
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