Sunday, June 19, 2011

Righting the Ship.

To get  this all started I suppose I should give you all some background. I am 28, married, and fat. The first two are okay the third is not. I have known for a long time that I need to lose weight and improve my physical fitness. I work as a police officer and sit in a car 12 hours a day. I left the academy a chubby 220 pounds on a 510 frame. I was in "good" shape I could run and do the basic stuff but I was still chubby. Then I started working and sitting, and sitting, and growing. After, three years I have ballooned to a scale flexing 270 pounds. I managed to overcome being a smoker, almost two years without so much as a puff.

So, fast  forward to today. I know that I can't continue to go on like this. I am gaining weight slowly but surely. Weight gain has an easy recipe:

Take one  part lazy,

Add a dash of sitting on your butt,

Sprinkle in a hectic sleeping style,

and top it all off with the fact that most of the food joints in town are half price or free.

Bake for 3 years and there you have it a fat cop.

For awhile I didn't care... I was fat and happy. I love my wife, daughters, and my job. I have developed a tough skin over the years and the comments from fellow officers never really bothered me, or so I thought. I started to realize that people treated me differently while on duty. Citizens looked at me with a sort of disgust, like "look at this fat pig."

I also started to see that the "bums" would try more with me. Meaning that I was having more resistings and even tho I am fat I can still fight and win. But heck if it wasn't getting harder. So I was at a loss, why was this happening. It came to me, they thought they had a shot. They saw me as a fat, out of shape, and sloppy cop. This gave them the thought that they had a chance. Some took it.

This is going to be a thing of the past. I am now on the road to a new me. But, how to get there? I know little to nothing about dieting, working out, or changing my life style. So,  what to do???? I could join a gym and not go. Diet hardcore for like a week, then eat eat eat. Take pills, shakes, powders, and hell the hormones of a pregnant lady. Or....

I could try to make small adjustments to my life that will start to right the ship and point it in the direction of a new life. I knew that I couldn't do it overnight. Despite my change it diet, I knew that I needed to find a fitness outlet that would make me lose weight,  increase stamina, and give me measurable results.

I was sitting on the computer one day just surfing around and my wife said, "we should get bikes." I started to laugh. The thought of this fat boy riding around made me chuckle. Well it was going to happen, if I liked it or not.

So welcome to my blog, it will document my journey to a new me. I will post when I can. So here are the stats:

As of 06-19-2011 I am 5'10" and 270 pounds. I sweat like a pig, feel like crap most of the time, and I am scared that one day I won't win the fight.

Day 1.....

Now to do it.

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