I'm currently sitting at the heaviest weight I've ever allowed myself to go. I'm 51, and time isn't on my side. Last year I went on a good diet and dropped 30 pounds and got ever so close to dipping back under 300. Now I've gained all that back. Started a diet 2 weeks ago, but still struggling with my food addiction. I have managed to knock off a couple of pounds. This blog is here to chronicle my journey(yeah, corny word) back to some semblance of fitness and health. Hopefully this time next year I'm sitting around the 260-270 mark, a good 60 pound drop. Fitness goals are simple: I want to run a 10k, a half-marathon, do long trail running/hiking sessions, and maybe a marathon after that. I used to be a powerlifter, and while I miss that addiction to strength, I don't believe I'll get back into that sport. But who knows. I keep shit open.
Today I walk/jogged at Greenway park, which is alongside a ridge, with plenty of hills. around 2 miles in 52 minutes. Weight when I woke up was 338, after exercise and small dinner, 336.
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