Hi world, I'm Dave and I just turned 33 on the first of this month. I'm married to an incredible woman and we decided that we wanted to be healthier parents to our wonderful two-year-old. Of course we have our own individual goals and aspirations, but big picture we want to be around a long time and we want him to grow up in a household that exercises and cares about nutrition. This blog is about my piece of that journey and was inspired by my wife who already started a blog and invited me to read it.
The first thing to get out of the way is I am not a writer. I envy people who are writers because I have always had trouble trying to find the way to say what is really on my mind. When I write its often in spurts, deleted, edited, rewritten, proofread, and then posted. So it looks very polished but it takes forever. I don't have the time for that. So I hope that writing this blog may help my writing overall, be a way to document my own fitness progress, and hopefully let me be a bit more supportive for my wife Julie. It doesn't seem fair that she lets me read her blog and I can't do the same. So cards on the table, you could be in for some awful reads. Set your expectations low and hopefully I can surprise you.
Now that I knocked my own writing style, let me tell you a little more about me and where I want to go. I was always a tall skinny kid growing up. I graduated high school at 6'3" and weighing 165 pounds. No idea what my body fat percentage was but it was very low. I raced mountain bikes, ran track, and just had an insanely fast metabolism. When I say this now a lot of people who are trying to lose weight and get fit are jealous. But being a skinny man is not something that society accepts. I've been asked if I was anorexic, was really shy, and had no confidence in myself. Fortunately we all grow out of some things and after my body finally stopped getting taller I was able to add on some muscle weight in college. I graduated weighing around 185 and in the many years that followed I continued to work out and maintain a good level of fitness.
That went off the rails in about 2006. We bought a house that needed work. Going to the gym was replaced by hanging drywall. I wasn't happy with my career and started taking night classes. We got married. The house needed more work. The classes got harder. We needed a new kitchen. We had a baby. You blink and you are out of your mid-twenties and into your mid-30s and you gained nearly 30 pounds and are told you have high cholesterol.
My weight doesn't really bother me. Having been as skinny as I was growing up finally having some weight was not a bad thing for me psychologically. What really bothered me is being weaker and slower than I have been in 10+ years. The good news is school is done, I walked in May and got my Masters. The house is in decent shape, still plenty to do but manageable. And our baby is now a very active toddler. So the time is right to focus on rebuilding what I lost and hopefully making many more gains. It will let me feel better about myself and will let me be a better dad and husband. Here's to the journey!
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