So as I sat there looking down on the inevitable truth of the cold metal scale, I thought to myself “How?”.
How could I have gained all that weight back? Prior to my big move to Oregon state I was on a nice weight loss trend. A few months later and now I find myself back at square one again. I could come up with a million excuses as to why I am where I am, however there is none. I let myself become lazy, I became to accustomed with just putting the gym aside. Well it stops here! The apathy towards my health that is. I am not getting any younger and I shudder at the thought of being a middle age obese man. Ok maybe I’m being a little dramatic because I’m only 23, age aside. It is important more then ever now to start a life style change. So today I forced myself to face the facts and drive my happy ass down to the gym. The worst part actually was getting in my car. Once I was on the road I was excited. I pulled up and walked in and ran right to the treadmill. I’m a natural runner, it’s what I did in school and it’s something I find that I’m rather good at. After running for 30 minutes I found myself working on my stomach area. For those who don’t know me personally I hide my stomach very well, regardless of how well I do it is still there under my shirt. A few reps on a couple machines and I was good to go. I spent about an hour and 20 minutes at the gym tonight. I have committed to spending at least 2 hours every day there. Tomorrow is another day, i assume it will get harder and harder each day to lock in a routine. I am highly optimistic that eventually it will be programmed in my brain to want to go to the gym willingly. Good night everyone, tomorrow is a new day.