Why I Fight (Obesity)

I can no longer deny that I need to do something about my weight. At 252 lbs, I am now the fattest I have ever been. Less than a year ago, on the day of my wedding, I was 215 lbs. Three months later, I competed in and completed a sprint triathlon at 225 lbs, thanks to a 10lb weight gain on a Honeymoon Cruise. I actually smoked two cigarettes after finishing the triathlon as well. I quit smoking in October and in the ensuing 7 months, I gained more weight than some pregnancies. As you saw in the Kickoff video, I have the physical appearance of a woman in her 4th trimester. I quit drinking in Early February so it can no longer be called a beer belly. It's mostly laziness and eating my feelings.

Since weighing in earlier this week I have exercised exactly 0 times. I have eaten fast food once a day, and I have still lost about 5lbs. Mostly thanks to a 3-day vomit/diarrheal festival hosted in my home. The purging has stopped, thankfully, but we'll see if I can build off the unfortunate weight loss or not. I've recently started taking Lexapro, so I'm hoping I don't draw the 'disproportionate weight gain- side effect card'.

I wish I could say that the Lexapro was "to keep me from killing all y'all", but in reality Daddy is just a worrier. As my work schedule eases up, I should have more time to go to the gym, and I believe the Lyonhart has some especially "interesting" workouts lined up for us on our road to Fighting Shape. Perhaps for my next entry, I'll blow the dust off the perfect-pushup handles in my basement.