Ok, so everyone who knew me when I was a kid I was a fat kid. Anyway, I was fat in grade school and fat in high school. Then I joined the Air Force and shed all that “baby weight.” Then somewhere down the line… ok… when I moved to Japan I just lost all motivation to continue working out and watching what I ate. So Japan was like 8 years ago! So after 8 years of gluttony and sloth, tonight, I decided it’s time to make a change.

I’ve been saying it for years “I’ll start tomorrow.” Well tomorrow has come and gone many times, about 2,920 times!

So, I’ve been thinking what can I do to make myself commit? What kind of motivation can I muster to really hold myself to this? Every other motivations never caught on… like fitting a size 2 again, looking great, walking up a flight of stairs without pausing midway to catch my breath, or doing more than easy sex positions! You’d think any one of these motivations, especially the last, would get my ass in gear. You’d think all these motivations combined would make me get on the treadmill and never get off until I lost all the excess fat.

Unfortunately, I found more reasons not to start… so many reasons I can’t even remember what they are. All I know are they weren’t reasons; they were excuses.  Stupid excuses that made me gain 10 pounds more every time I uttered the words “I’ll start tomorrow.”

Ok, now you’re thinking well if all those motivations were trumped by all the excuses what was it about tonight that made me decide to commit? And what is the thing that will make me commit?

The answer to the first question is really simple and super stupid compared to all the other motivations. I watched this video on YouTube by Kandee Johnson, The Skin Doctor: Lemon Trick. Yeah, what’s that got to do with losing weight? Well it all started from watching that video, then I watched more of her videos. As I continued watching Kandee I kept thinking, “oh, god I miss being beautiful,” and “wow, I really miss playing with beauty products and actually caring what I looked like.” I was thinking, “I really miss looking at myself in the mirror.” Yeah, that’s really vain. It’s true, it’s vain. And I think its time for me to trade one sin for another, gluttony for vanity.

The answer to the second question, well that’s more tricky because as I fantasized about looking at myself in the mirror again without wanting to vomit I was also thinking, “I’ve gotta come up with something to commit to.” I came up with committing to a  declaration shared to the world. Shared to anyone who reads this blog. Shared to anyone who cares. Shared to anyone who supports me. A declaration to get back into shape. To trade gluttony for vanity, sloth for lust.

Of course the declaration isn’t enough, I mean hell, I could keep saying that for another 8 years right? So what I’m going to do is to produce a weekly blog on my progress. For me to keep track. And for those who care… hopefully, you care enough to subscribe and support me by keeping track as well. To give me praise when I do well and to give me shit when I don’t.

Tomorrow is today. Today, I got on the elliptical machine for 20 minutes and worked off 172 calories. Baby steps.