Operation: Put Down The Fork

It's about that time when I admit that my outfit choices are getting slimmer in the morning because I am not. In fact, it's the opposite. Now even my "lose fit" clothing is starting to squeeze me in a little tighter than I'd like.

I've decided that it's much cheaper to eat healthier, eat less, exercises more, and lose weight than to replace my entire wardrobe for the next size up. It should be more gratifying as well. At 5'9" I am currently 200 pounds. (ouch) I don't do anything physical other than playing with my dog for 5 minutes when I come home from work. Other than that I just sit in my car on the way to work, sit at my desk for 10 hours, sit in my car again on the way home and then sit on the couch until it's time for bed. All of that put together with the epic amount of food I eat puts me not only in a place that most doctors will tell me isn't very healthy, but also takes a very big toll on my self esteem when it comes to beach or pool side situations.

So I'll start slow. I've bought some fruit and other health food at the market and keep it in the fridge at work instead of going Subway, In-N-Out, or Chipotle like I usually do. I'll take Darcey and Tank out for walks when I get home. Eventually, I'll be able to jog the neighborhood instead of walk. As time goes by, hopefully I'll be able to run a little further and further. Add some push-ups here, a few sit-ups there and then "WHALAA!" I'm back to the 175 lbs I was when I got married and hopefully I can stay there. Some would put it, "And he lived happily ever after . . ."