You always hear about people having that light bulb moment. Sometimes it is something simple, like a picture. Sometimes things take a more serious turn – an emergency room trip, a sudden health problem. And sometimes, randomness – not being able to close the safety bar on a roller coaster, not being able to find a single article of clothing that legitimately fits at the mall, maybe a stray comment from a loved one or a stranger. WHAT it was is less important than THAT it was.
My moment came in April of 2012. We took my 6 month old son to visit my parents, and came back with this picture:
The next week I bought a scale and signed up for Weight Watchers. Six months later a friend urged me to join a Ragnar Relay team, and the following week I bought a pair of shoes and started running.
I started at 327 pounds, and got all the way down to 272 before momentum halted in July of 2014. In July of 2015, I got all the way back up to 323 pounds (with high blood pressure to match), and made the decision that the yo-yo-ing is ridiculous. It took me nearly another year to finally admit that I needed help … and I walked through the door of my local CrossFit location and changed my life forever.
I’ve got a family, a career, and a busy life, and I live my life in a constant state of hunger. This blog is going to be about all of those things. I want to grow old and see my boys become men and raise their own families, and so it is time to control the hunger. At least mostly. I need to channel that hunger into the things I love – I will live in a constant state of hunger, but I will be hungry for knowledge, and adventure, and joy.
This will be my story. Come with me.
A Constant State of Hunger 