I was 22 years old when I decided that my 265-pound frame was simply getting too large for my comfort. From walking to the trash bin in the front yard to doing a few simple pushups, the things I had done a few years earlier with ease had become laborious tasks.
Suffice it to say, I became substantially sedentary during my first years pursuing my Bachelor’s degree, and eating frozen convenience foods and double cheeseburgers didn’t make gaining excess weight a difficult task.
Taking Steps Toward Improved Health
At 6 feet tall and not getting any younger, I knew that carrying more than an eighth of a ton around meant I was slowly but steadily heading for major health problems in the coming years, especially with family members on both my mom’s and dad’s sides who have grappled with obesity. With a new treadmill in the house thanks to my mom’s own efforts to lose weight, I began walking toward better health, both literally and figuratively.
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