To become different from what we are, we must have some awareness of what we are. – Bruce Lee
About 2005 at the rib cook-off in Sparks, NV.
By March 2009, I weight 250 pounds and my hypertension and gout were nonexistent. Imagine spending a decade with a 150 pound backpack on, trying to navigate the challenges of your life? Getting the weight off increased my energy level and self-confidence.
I look at pictures of me from March 2007 and it is hard to believe I was once that big. At nearly 400 pounds, I suffered from hypertension, gout, depression and joint pain. I’m shocked that I never had a heart attack. A year earlier, I went blind in one eye and went to a doctor. He said my blood pressure was 200/140 – a stroke waiting to happen. And in case that wasn’t enough, I had been dealing with systemic lupus erythematosis for my entire adult life.
And I was not happy. The jolly fat man? Screw that! I was angry, alienated and had no sense of self worth. My emotional state was built upon many negative relationships and beliefs burdening me.
My wife left me March 2007 and, while the end of my marriage inflicted much emotional pain on me, the incident led to massive changes in my life emotionally, spiritually, and physically.
This blog is about the physical part. But I can’t address the one without the other two.
By March 2009, I was 250 pounds. My blood pressure dropped to near-normal numbers. I no longer had gout attacks and, while I still suffer from depression, it was not like it was before. The changes I have made are huge, including going to college to earn a degree.
This blog is about that journey, the advice I picked up on the way and what I plan for the future.
Paul in 2013
I started college spring 2009. I graduate this spring. The trip has been wonderful, full of challenges. But, at 44, college life has led to a bit of a weight-gain rebound. As of today, I weight 286. So I want to get back to 250 – by April — and then work my way down to 225. Anything below that weight and I look like skin and bones.
While I work out, I have not been regular about it. Sometimes class coursework weighs me down. Other times, I just “don’t feel like it.” If you have tried to lose weight, you might know how that feels. A day off leads to a week off and then a month passes.
I begin the Cup Corps at the University of Nevada’s Lombardi Fitness Center on April 1. My goal is to drop to 250 before I start the class.
So I decided to join a class at the University of Nevada that prepares a person for Crossfit classes. I thought about joining the January class, but I am not in shape for that. However, I believe I can get in shape for the April program.
So my training started last night. One part of this blog will be posts of my workouts and diet. I intend to be brutally honest. I know, it sounds very narcissistic, but that is not why I am doing it. My first reason is that I need to be accountable to someone – or at least know someone is aware of what I am doing. I need some motivation to keep to my goals. The other reason is that many people have asked how I lost weight. I hope to discuss that in this blog and I hope my new workout routine and goals motivate and inspire others to set some fitness goals and work toward them.
I also plan to have reviews of fitness DVDs, books, motivational quotes and some of my thoughts about how the public unfairly judges overweight people.
Please join me on this journey. And share your goals in the comments section. You are not alone!
You must have dreams and goals if you are ever going to achieve anything in this world. – Lou Holtz
I am not a health expert. This blog shares information that I have found useful, but is not intended to replace professional medical advice. Speak to your doctor before starting any diet or exercise program. While I talk about supplements and diet, I believe strongly that modern medicine saved my life more than once. So do not take any of my experiences or comments as a substitute for professional health care.
Copyright 2013 Paul George
This is me in 2000 with my son. At 400 pounds, I was deeply concerned about how my health affected my children. However, I had no support to lose weight and did not have the motivation to get started.
2006. Living in Reno, my life seemed to be smoothing out. But in just a few months, I would suddenly be alone, homeless and alienated from my children. This is when my journey began.