80 pounds. 80 pounds that was pressing on my knees, my feet, and my mind. 80 pounds that was there at the end of 2017.
Now gone. Hopefully forever.
At this time last year I didnt have it in me to make the change. I had given up. I was a fat, 40 year old, arthritic man.
I called myself worse names than anyone else did.
Anything is possible. It may take longer to reach or the path may be different from the original plan, but it is possible. You just have to take that first step.
January, April, September 2018
320 pounds to 239.6.
25 more to go.