The Weight Issue.

So, I'm going to talk about something most people think to be pretty personal in a public blog. Either I am brave, unsure of what I am doing, or have an IQ in the teens. I'll let you decide.

It is probably natural for everyone to fret about their appearance and health. People who say they don't care might be telling the truth, but likely they are just as concerned, or likely more concerned then you. I'm not sure I've ever fallen into that category over the last few years, but I don't really talk about my weight very often, not in a serious way at least with most people.

I've been a lot of different sizes in my life. I was a stick for all my life through 9th grade. I ate healthy because my parents raised me that way and was an active kid. The rest of high school was much of the same, but I started eating badly and at bad times, which started a bad cycle to start college. During college I ate terribly, despite some efforts to try and do better. The cafeteria and cheap food make for a terrible combo. Also, I was a lot less active and didn't really start exercising on a regular basis until near the end of college...after I started to notice, and other people started to notice that I was not quite the same size anymore.

I was sad. I didn't show it, or talk about it...in fact if people brought it up in a serious way I would lash out at them...which is just NOT me. I knew it wasn't good. I think the most I ever weighed was 265 pounds...not good, at least in my eyes or the eyes of those who cared.

Post college has been better for me in a lot of ways. I think I'm a better person in a lot of ways, and I've tried to include being more healthy in that mix. It's been up and down a little bit, but it is starting to actually work out. The problems are that much of my health and weight depends on me exercising and staying active, and I can be really good about exercising, but I just need to stay with it, regardless of the situation. I've let interning in Connecticut, working full time and an injury stop me in the last 2 and a half years, but I can't let those things get in the way anymore. I bought a stationary bike for the winter and have been really good about my running the last 5 months. I hope to keep it up for the rest of my life.

Eating has been the hardest part for me. I'm busy. I like being busy. However, that does not leave time for the best of eating habits. However, I try to be smart about it. I've just been trying to eat less, and that doesn't always work out, but just doing less then before is a start. I try to make better choices when they are presented to me, but this is definitely the biggest challenge for me.

I'm at a pretty good point right now. I am at probably the lightest I've been since the begining of college and am in pretty great shape. Nothing amazing on either levels, but I'm pretty comfortable with both issues right now. I've come a long ways, and I'm not really sure what the goal is. Maybe this is the goal...but I'm still going...so who knows!

Thanks for reading all of this. I wanted to blog about this for a couple reason, namely because it feels good to write about things like this for me. Therapeutic, if you will. Also, I know that I'm not alone dealing with this subject matter and thought maybe it might make a difference to some people to know that others are going through issues. Also, I think a lot of attention goes to girls when it comes to weight standards and I know that guys struggle with it too, so I thought getting a guy's perspective might be something worth while.

Anyways, again, thanks for paying attention, and feel free to comment on whatever. I promise less sensitive and personal material will come next time. Word up.

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