Week 1 Complete

The reason I am writing this today is because I promised I really wouldnt say a word of anything to anyone until I completed my first week of the gym. Getting over that first hump for me is always the hardest. Inevitably, something or someone comes up that I am not able to go for that week, but luckily, this week, I prevailed!

So I guess I should explain where all of this began.
Well last July (the 23rd to be exact) I became engaged to my fiancee Heather. At that time, I weighed fairly close to 200 pounds. I knew when I got engaged, I had to look good for my wedding. So, I have been kind of putting this off, but because my weight loss goals are so high, it is about time I need to kick it into gear. The photographer we decided on costs $2000, so I decided that I wasn't going to spend $2000 to continuously remind myself of how fat I was. Of course I also am tired of looking in the mirror and being unhappy with who is staring me back in the face.

In high school I weighed 160 lbs, and although I wasn't "thin," I was definitely not concerned with being fat. I was a decently built guy, and didnt really have any semblance of a stomach or otherwise. Now however, I am constantly making sure that I don't develop "Dunlap" syndrome, or some other fat guy issue. The frustrating thing to myself is that I don't "feel" fat. I look at myself shirtless, and although all stomach definition went on vacation a long time ago... I don't have an absurdly large stomach, man boobs or whatever. I feel as though I wear my weight "well." The problem however, are pictures. You can't lie to yourself when you see a picture. The angles arent so kind. When someone snaps a candid (or often otherwise) picture of you, it is hard to deny what shows. Chins that always seem to hide behind your other one most of the time and of course stomach rolls that arent there when you stand up. Pictures are the hardest part of being fat. They are the constant reminders that show you why you are inadequate, and with cameras costing $50, people seem to love busting them out everywhere you go.

So, as for the gym. It is both my favorite, and least favorite place in the entire world.