My Story and The Plan

Hi, my name is J Brian (group responds HI J BRIAN). I am FAT. I have been for most of my adult life.

I will be A Fat Boy No More.

Three years ago I started a journey to become A Fat Boy No More. And since September 2007 I have been publishing my success and failures. This Blog follows me from the day I first started my weight loss journey and it focuses on the everyday struggles that people with weight problems have.

Prepare yourself for a very real and very challenging event in my life. I commit to being as honest and as clear as I can be in the webpage to chronicle my ongoing battle with my weight. The pictures can be explicit.

After 12 years of being bigger than I should be... ok lets just be honest. I was not big I was fat. I have been over weight and muscular for most of my adult life. But the muscular part has been over shadowed by a large layer of fat on my body. I've eaten too much and I lived a sedentary life. In December 2006 I weighed 320 pounds. The morning I weighed myself and saw that I was over 300 pounds I essentially went into a deep depression that day and I am sure that I ate another 5 pounds worth of food. But that night I decided that enough was enough. My weight problem had become more than just an appearance problem it became a health problem, a self esteem problem and it was starting to affect my business and income. I had to do something. And I had to be held accountable. Technology is a good thing. I decided I had to put it out there. I started texting everyone in cell phone saying "Officially a fat ass now I weigh 300". I had been lying forever and telling people that I was 250. And no one questioned it.

The first step I took was to hit the gym and cut my calories. I looked on webmd and found out how many calories there where in a pound (3500) and decided to create this formula to determine how many calories and how much extra exercise I had to do to lose 60 pounds by May 27th. My annual trip to Key West Florida. By February I had lost 25 pounds. On a plan that was essentially the same thing that Weight Watchers teaches you. Then life hit me. After being so good I just got tired of it. I had no real support structure. And so I just relapsed because I was on a diet. Not a life change. But between March and August I essentially maintained my weight loss. In April I got a part time job working in a restaurant as a bartender. Everyone thinks I was crazy to do that but the truth is I just needed something to make me active. I needed to get off my lazy fat ass and be active. I gave up sweet tea and I stopped eating beef for the most part. I chose bison. Which taste so similar and has a familiar texture but had half the calories. Nothing else really changed.

But I did not lose the weight I wanted. When I was in Key West I looked like a beached whale and I felt horrible. I have a picture from that trip that show the folds of fat on my back. I was so depressed after that trip. So I essentially just maintained until late July when my best friend Michelle told me that a guy we both worked with a few years back had lost a lot of weight thru some medical weight loss plan.

I kinda brushed it off. I was looking into Lap Band or some other surgery. Then another friend of mine saw Brad as well and said Brad has lost a lot of weight. So I called Brad and he told me about the plan thru Emory Hospital. I went to an info session on the plan and decided to enroll.

Before you consider any type of surgery please look into medically managed weight loss. IT WORKS. Your doctor or the Bariatrics department of your local university hospital can direct you. Too many of my friends had surgery and lost a lot of weight and regained it. Even with a smaller stomach you can eat ice cream all the time and gain it back. I have a friend that just did that.

So this is what I did initially. Follow my blog posts from the beginning and see the transformation.

Remember

Don't give up today because you fucked up yesterday.

11 May 2010

Day 2 of Operation "Fat Boy" I mean Boot Camp

As I sit here and write this I can smell the wet grass on my hands and body; and I feel the aching in my calves and sides starting. And I feel accomplished today and it is only 7:30 AM.

After yesterday's disappointing results I am happy to say that today I got my ass kicked by the instructors and not by my stomach.

This morning was the first day we met in Piedmont Park for Operation Boot Camp. Well for the 7 or 8 virgin campers at least. There are about 40 people in our overall group.

Today's exercise started with a run from the Charles Allen gate to the large hill that overlooks Lake Clara Meer. Once we were there we did some "really gay looking" warm up movements. After you've done the warm ups you have had a workout that most don't do in a normal day.

We proceeded to our stations to do relays... yes you remember relays you did them in Phys Ed, with that masculine looking coach that had a butch haircut and really big legs and you know she played softball, from elementary school. But these exercises were not nearly as easy and no you could not just stand. I am not a runner and yes I hate HATE HATE to run. But that's what I did.

The first set of relays involved running back and forth between cones, then repeat, then the second set involved lunges and pushups, and repeat, the last one involved "mission impossibles" essentially squatting side steps and mountain climber jumping jacks and repeat.

There is no down time. NONE. You get a full 45 min to and hour of work out.

I remember training for Football in high school. I played less than a season due to a shoulder injury. At the time I could not imagine why in the hell anyone would want to work out as we did then. Today I was happy to revisit those feelings especially at the end of the workout the only difference was I was not doing blocking drills with a guy that was twice my size. How fun would Boot Camp be if it was full contact? HMMMMM

I feel great.

Hurah!!!
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