Sunday, January 9, 2011

Part 1: Growing up the Fat Kid...

Hello,

For those of you reading this that don't know me my name is Chris. I'm 28 years old and this blog is basically just an account of the rollercoaster ride that has been my struggle with my weight. I have seen both ends of the spectrum and let me tell you, its not pretty on the dark side. To start I figured it would be good to start with a little bit of a back story to give you the gist of how I got to where I currently am in my journey.

I've always been a big kid... Growing up the fat kid definitely had its challenges. Obviously there was a good amount of teasing and jokes at my expense. And being the non-confrontational person that I am, I did little to stop it really. Just took it in stride and tried not to let it get to me too much. Don't get me wrong, there were definitely times when it got to me but luckily I was always able to get past it. I played sports from an early age so I'm sure staying active was a big reason why I didn't end up like those kids you see on TV these days. However, it really wasn't until high school that I first really got into the idea of fitness and training. I entered my freshman year as a 230lb tub of lard basically. Never really lifted a day in my life. I remember the first time I laid down at the bench press. I could barely put up 135lbs 10 times. But over the next 4 years I really started to fall in love with the weight room. Hitting the weight room all year long and although I didn't really lose much of the fat, I packed on the muscle and by the end of my Senior year I was 245lbs, benching 350lbs, and feeling more confident in myself then I had ever been. Needless to say as I got bigger and stronger, the teasing and joking became less and less frequent. And so I left high school in what was the best shape of my life, but I was far from fit at this point. That didn't happen for a few years....