January 2012. When I looked in the mirror, me- 32 years old & 235 lbs. When I turned around, I’d frequently see my 2 kids and 1 great wife. I needed to change- for me, and for them.
Process: During 2011, I exercised approximately three times: According to my Garmin, three bike rides and zero runs. Basically I had exercised for about three hours for the span of a year. Over the summer Katie and I welcomed our aforementioned second child into the world. But for this story, that meant eight months of “sympathy eating“.
Outcome: by 33 I had reached my heaviest and most out-of-shape condition of my life. “Things had to change.” Actually, no, that cliche is both silly and wrong. I could have kept going. But I finally found a few reasons to change. Namely, $1,000, an Aristophanean push from my wife, and a light going off in my head: my children were paying attention to how I live my life- so I needed to show them how to do things right. And win a bet.