Former success story gone bad. Time to start from scratch
Here to begin this journey once again...
After having been obese throughout most of my teen years, I decided in 2008, right before turning 18 to shed all my extra weight and be skinny for the first time in a VERY long time. I never actually weighed myself back then, I was probably kinda scared to maybe, that maybe it might deter me. I'm estimating that I was about 300 lbs however at 5' 10".
It was a very tough few days to start, I'd gone from eating TONS of junk food, fast food, ordering out, snacking all day, etc. to now eating three meals a day at a modest 1100 calories. I drank as much water as I could stomach to keep myself full and after a few weeks it caught on and became routine. I cut out ALL soda, ALL sweets, ALL fast food. My diet actually consisted mostly of cereal for breakfast, ramen noodles or a sandwich for lunch, and either just a sandwich or a sandwich and half a pack of ramen for dinner. The weight started to fall off so easily. Within a couple months I was already wearing a hockey jersey I had bought that I could not fit into and noticed my pants getting bigger. By June/July I had gotten to about 200 lbs give or take 10 and was actually looking pretty decent. I started my first job in august at UPS which really helped me be able to tone up a bit and progress in my weight loss.
Over the next year I kept my weight in check amazingly and actually replaced some of my fat with muscles. I felt good about myself this year. In August of 2009 I met my now fiance and mother of my son. We ended up moving away together to distant family of hers from September's end and moved in with my parents on Christmas eve '09. During that time away, we were very poor and unable to buy a lot of food and I got very slim, probably down to 170 lbs or so. I kept my weight the same all through the new year. In February we found out she was pregnant and went to spend some time with her family. My confidence was never this high. I looked like a normal guy my age. I was in great shape, no belly sticking out and actually found myself to look very attractive (a big deal for me). Her family kept going on about how "hot" of a guy she brought home haha. After a few more weeks my brother got me a job working where he did, we rented our first place together, and BAM! That's where it all started and downward slump...
Obviously her being pregnant she had started to eat more and eat more "unhealthy" food. Now me working my first full time job we no longer had the time we used to to just walk around together like the "old days". Also being new at feeding ourselves, the prospect of ordering out was visited very frequently. I would buy lunch from Wawa a lot eating 10 inch hoagies, cheese steaks etc. and go out for fast food after work with my bro (he was my ride back and forth). I had put on a bit of weight probably hitting 250 by February of this year.
In February of this year (2011) I got my license and a car. This now gave me the ability to start going for fast food whenever I wanted and I sure took advantage. I ate McDonalds or taco bell constantly and began to pile on more weight. I got my weight up to an estimated 280 lbs or so....
Today September 30th, 2011 I plan to embark on another weight loss crusade to get back to looking and feeling good. I have a very tough journey ahead of me but I know somewhere in me I DO have the strength seeing as I've done this once before. I sit here typing this story, dealing with my growling stomach begging me to attack the box of doughnuts sitting in the break area, feeling like some kind of crack fiend. At this point I'm hating myself. I know I can change things this time, I know I can get back to the person I'm supposed to be.
This is the start of my story, let's hope the chapters ahead, as well as the ending are as good as I hope they are.