On the right I was ~360lbs and as much as I desperately wanted my life back, it seemed impossible. I had been thinking of trying to lose weight for several months while still consistently gaining weight. I had a list of reasons not to start a mile long: It was a presidential cycle and I was quitting my job to start a new consulting business with THREE clients, where was I even going to find the hours in the day? Wouldn’t my colleagues judge me for prioritizing my body mid-cycle?! What if I tried as hard as I could and failed? Or what if I lost JUST enough that people could tell I was trying, but then humiliated myself when I gained it all back? I didn’t want to be stuck in an endless cycle of loss + gain, trying expensive program after program. I just wanted my body to be able to access public spaces the way that it did before I gained 150lbs and to feel like my future was dictated by my choices, not limited by the few options available to me. Then one day I considered surgery and wanted to sign up for a consultation— but I realized they would probably make me prove I could lose some weight on my own to avoid the liability of performing surgery on someone who wouldn’t make behavioral changes. Not wanting to waste my time or money and feeling depressed that I had reached such an extreme point, I finally hit the point of“fuck it.” If I was willing to rapidly drop weight and battle excess skin in a way everyone around me would absolutely notice, I could stand to be a fat person in the gym for half an hour.
For the next 2 years I found a way through every single excuse. I made my health as important of a priority as job + family and put everything else behind those three. Shockingly the hours of the day I thought didn’t exist DID, and I kept finding MORE. I replaced TV binging with an earlier bed time, laying in bed staring at my phone with early morning workouts. I made it happen for myself little by little, and if you were to start today, you’d be as shocked by your own results in 2 years as I am today. I’m not special. And I’m not lucky. If you have the nerve to choose the best for yourself every damn day, you will find a way to reach your goals.