At some point you have, or will, struggle with unwanted middle aged excess weight, and it has been no different for me. In fact, my fitness, or lack there of, has seen its struggles as far back as my late twenties. Between eating and drinking everything and anything in front of me while counting on a metabolism that was beginning to wind down, in combination with multiple sport injuries that reduced my active life to a relatively dormant existence, the pounds slowly crept up on me until I stepped on the scale one day and was surprised to see it register 230 + lbs.
It was a day I’d rather forget. I took off my shirt and took a hard, long look at what was in front of me. It was certainly not the young athletic man that would compete in 10k races and would have no issue maneuvering a difficult rock climbing route. At that point I told myself that I would get back in shape, no more messing around…..
It has been a few years since then, and my weight and general fitness has fluctuated up and down with the multitude of “get fit quick” plans, diet programs, in combination with a general lack of discipline. I have tried many different ways to lose the weight, and I was not entirely unsuccessful in my attempts. In fact, I lost significant amounts at times, but would ultimately gain some, if not all of it back.
It was not until recently that it became clear that I was obsessing over the scale and not truly focusing on my main objective – getting fit! I had dropped to my lowest in years, around 175 lb, but was what the fitness folk call “skinny fat” (which might have been worse than where I started). My base metabolic rate was way down and without a low calorie intake it wouldn’t be long until the fat regrouped. I had low drive, low energy, and after a visit to the doctor I even had low testosterone levels. Not exactly what I was looking to achieve when I had set my self on that “get fit” path!
I began strength training a lot more, putting cardio nearly on the back burner, eating with a daily surplus to ensure I would gain muscle. It was working, I felt better, and within half a year not only did I feel stronger but I also was happy to find that my T levels had risen back up (phew!!!). Unfortunately, with these positive gains also came the undesired fat, or dirty gains as the body building community calls it. A result of eating much more than I needed, all in pursuit of building muscle, it had me trying to knock my weight back down again.
It’s been difficult trying to dial in the right diet with an active lifestyle that I can maintain on a daily basis, but I am determined to get it right…in fact I am determined to get in the best shape of my life. Not the easiest task at the age of 38, but nowhere near impossible, I am giving myself less than 2 years to make it happen.
I am setting out to become fitB4forty….