A little history…
I am going to use this time to breakdown a little bit about how this all came about. It’s going to be a long one. So sit back and get ready to read.
Read about me real quick before you read below: About the Fat Man
It all dates back to my childhood. Eating ice cream and Twinkies. Those were delicious. I was always the fat kid (more like the biggest kid out of the bunch), but didn’t start actually being the fattest guy until about junior high school. I had a lot of baby fat but my height always helped me conceal it. I am now 6 foot, on good days I am 6 foot 1 inch. So, through out junior high I was the fat guy. I lived with it, it was who I was. I didn’t know anything about working out and eating right, I was just a damn kid that loved to eat.
Flash forward to freshman year in high school. This is where things changed. My freshman year I was still the fat kid, but now I started getting a little taller and most of the baby fat was disappearing. That is when I started working out with my cousin, Prome. He actually still works out to this day and is really muscular. He used to be the too skinny guy. LOL. We started out by doing push-ups (I could not even do 1) and sit ups.
We did this for a few months and it felt good to work out and have a partner to work out with. But then he left to Florida. 🙁 I missed him but I found a new group of friends, one which had a gym in his dad’s basement. We used to call it “Da Basement.” We used to work out so hard in that place man. It was aways a consistent group of about 4 of us. That is when I began to really love working out. I did not do any cardio work, but I did hit the weights. Shortly after that, I joined the football team.
That was the best move of my young life. I used to be the first one in the gym and the last one out. Damn those were good times. Being in there with all the fellas pumping iron to the music, it was awesome. I try to go back every now and then to the school to see how the coaches are doing. I may hit it up on my journey this year, since I will be visiting New York real soon. Those 3 years of being on the team did my body good. It was te catalyst for my working out throughout college.
So after I graduated high school I decided to go away for college. I managed to do one year away and was always able to maintain my weight and workout consistently. This was the case for the next 3 years. I was always able to workout somewhere on a consistent basis. Whether it was biking on the weekends, lifting weights in school, or just walking around the city, I was always active.
Then the next few years became the fat building days. I had graduated college, moved in with my long time girl friend and had a baby, all in about 2 years time. Now that I look back, I see how I gained the weight. I would exercise less, eat out more, eat later at night. For the past few years I have been busting my butt trying to make a living by working for myself. Working late hours and not sleeping as much. It all took its toll on my body. I would try to combat it by working out, but I could never get past more than a month of working out consistently. Now it has been about 4 months since my last workout. I am not sure how to begin other then to just do it. I have come to the realization that I have lost my mojo. I want it back and this site will help me chronicle that journey. Time to get it done.