So here is my story. I was a chubby kid growing up. I don’t remember eating allot but just being a
very inactive person. My sisters had a
friend who gave me the nickname Stubber because my hands were so swollen and my
fingers looked like stubs. In elementary school I would dread the yearly
Presidential Fitness Award program.
Basically there were some physical drills conducted and if you completed
them you would get some kind of award patch and certificate. I remember you had to do a certain amount of
push-ups, sit-ups, and pull-ups. There
were other drills like running too. I just remember I was one of the kids that
could barely do anything. It was
humiliating and embarrassing to me. This was the time period where habits are
formed and our outlook on life is shaped.
Mine wasn’t being shaped very well. My dad was into body building and entered
fitness contest in his early years. However, I was not interested in pursuing any
type of physical fitness or sports. My parents divorced when I was 10 and our
household went kind of Helter Skelter.
I carried my chubbiness into adolescence. I went through a very rebellious period and
was a teenage in the 1970’s and carried my indulgent attitude into my 20s. There
were times when I would try to eat right and get healthy. However, it was always a short lived
idea.
I started to disregard my own self worth and self respect. I
just let my health go and my “shadow” side was running the show. It was a dark time in my life. My weight would fluctuate and it didn’t matter
what I would eat and how much. It was not uncommon to eat a whole medium
pizza in one setting. Fried foods would
be a favorite. My blood pressure was unstable and I was non-compliant with my
hypertension medications. The bulge was growing around my mid-section. I became
what I never wanted to be: fat & bald.
And now old too!
Fast forward….pretty much this was the picture of my life
regarding the demons of my eating and addictive habits. I understood the concept of emotional
eating. I was
familiar about triggers and using alcohol and food as a drug and replacing one
addiction with another. My life was
satisfying but I just did not feell good about my appearance. I’ve achieved
some personal and financial goals but I was never satisfied because I was
trying to compensate by having the exterior stuff. I am an avid bowler but was feeling the wear
and tear on my joints because of the extra weight. I was not happy with my own physical well
being.
The P90 DVDs were unopened for several weeks as life events
kept me in the procrastination mode.
Prior to seeing the infomercial I had tried several other well known
diet programs available. More money and
more guilt down the drain.
There was always something going on and some kind of challenge
with friends, work, home life, and household projects. I would get these spurts of motivation like -
- I would watch the weight lost reality
shows in recent years and would always say to myself “good for them” and manage
to get a bit sentimental when they would pick a winner and share the
testimonies. Once in awhile a tear would
emerge from my eye. I would talk to
myself and say you can do that. Within
24 hours it was business as usual. Hand
to mouth and poor lifestyle choices.
Toward the end of May 2008 I was tired of the joint and bone
aches throughout my body. I could not
sleep on my side because my hips would hurt from the extra weight. I was tired of looking at myself and feeling
pathetic about my stomach and other body features. I ran out of excuses for not opening the DVD
box. I was sick and tired being sick and
tired. For me I knew I had to jump in
100% with the P90 program because I am an all or nothing type of person and
didn’t want to allow myself any wiggle room.
Half measures would result in half results. This program was my priority.
I had to detail what I was eating and follow the information
and all the material that was provided by Beachbody. I had to follow the nutrition and workout
guides as it was layed out. The guidebook
said I would see results after so many days.
More results later after so many days.
And what do know, it happened. By
following a rigorous schedule of my food intake and “pushing play” I saw
dramatic results. I lost 20 lbs in 10
weeks and saw my body going through a transformation.
I think there is this physical Renaissance occurring with
the baby boomer generation. As a friend
once told me, “if I knew I was going to live this long I would have taken
better care of myself”. The party boy
and fast food years of yester year are in the past. Mr. Horton and all the success stories of the
Beachbody community has set the standard on how I want to maintain my health
and physical shape.
I have been so overwhelmed by the results I wanted to “pay
it forward” and this is the major reason I am writing this and laying it all
out there. I am grateful for those who
have shared their pictures and baring it all on the threads. How brave. There are success stories all around me.
One cannot put in a few paragraphs events consisting of many
years. Please feel free to contact me so I can
fill in the blanks. Also, do not
hesitate to email me should you need support with your Beachbody program. All
the best in your success to your new you!
p:562-856-3585
e:AllanDLee@msn.com
Allan
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