So, back in late 2007 I weighed ~320lbs at 6'3". I decided I was a fat f*ck and started working out.
I didn't really consider it "work" at the time I just did it. After around 4 months I was down to around 215.
It felt great... I could do pretty much so anything and not get tired / die.
Then I got married and started working at a call center. My activity quickly died and I lost the desire to really keep going.
Now I am a fat f*ck again and just put on a pair of pants that I had in the bottom of the closet... It feels like pretty bad. I'm talking about the sadness of going from medium to 2XL. lol
I look like the blob that crept up on and assimilated my old self.
I would really like to get back in shape but can't keep the motivation for over a week.
Anyone else struggling with being a fatty?