Hello everyone. I wanted to share something that I think will help others because I needed this motivation to get me to where I am today. About a year ago I was tipping the scales at 300, which was the heaviest I had ever been. I am a 25 year old male who is 6'1 and growing up I was always slim, like really slim. I was called "Tree" "Beanpole" "Slim" "Lankster" "Bones" "Ghost" and whatever other names you can come up with for a skinny kid. As time went on though, I began to eat more and more and more and even though I felt like I didn't consume a lot of calories, I was really taking them in. I didn't workout ever. I worked outside all day and it was demanding physically so the weight I was putting on was actually more muscle then fat and I was able to stay slender. Now, in retrospect I wish I went to the gym because I would have been able to sculpt my body during those years when I was about 19-22 and would have not gained so much fat later. Well, after I quit that job for a higher paying job, I moved from outside to a retail store and wasn't getting the exercise I needed, but was still eating the calories as if I was working my ass off. With more money, came richer foods, more treats, and more POUNDS. Well, as I got heavier, and heavier I moved to better jobs and better jobs and eventually I broke my foot on a motorcycle which seems weird but I fell and landed wrong, snapping my leg in two. With my broken leg, I was in so much pain that I couldn't move. I literally would lay on the couch all day and read and read and read. I love books btw lol. I have like four library shelves in my house. Well, after my foot healed, I was bonafide FAT. I had the man boobs and the jelly rolls and the cottage cheese stomach and was out of breath. Everything changed for me around Christmas 2015. I was at a Christmas party with friends and we snapped a photo of all of us together. When I saw that photo, my heart sunk. I looked absolutely horrible. The whole night people were asking me to recite John Candy lines and were calling me Mr. Candy because I looked and sounded a lot like him. I thought it was all fun and games until I saw the photo and couldn't help, but cry. What had I done to myself???? Well, that was it. That one picture was the motivation for me to get my life on track. I joined a gym after Christmas and immediately got to work. Now, I will tell you and for those who know; being big and working out essentially for the first time is HELL. OH MAN WAS IT PAINFUL. I couldn't imagine doing this six days a week, let alone even an hour. But, I didn't stop. I went the next day and the next day and the next day and the next day. With that, I cut out sodas and sugars. I ate more protein and kept going when it hurt so much. Now I am at 265. I have lost thirty five pounds and feel great. I know now that I can continue on my goal and keep going because I have been building muscle I never had before. My stomach is evaporating. I am bulking up and have more confidence. I tell people this because I really needed someone to tell me that it was possible when I was 300 pounds. The progress I have made so far is creating a difference and I love each week with the pounds I am losing. I love you all and would love to hear about your weightloss journeys as well.
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