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Here I Go Again On My Own

Hey. If you're a fan of deductive reasoning, you've reviewed the URL and title of this blog (maybe a picture) and concluded that I'm fat. And you're not wrong. at 6'3" 350 pounds, I have a BMI of 43.7, which doctor-types will firmly rate as 'obese.' Those words are hard to type, but as they say, the first step is admitting you have a problem. Sigh. I have a problem. I won't unload my whole story on you here, I'll get to that. If I manage to keep up on this blog than you'll get to know me pretty well, although conversely I do plan to keep this as anonymous as possible. Bullies and whatnot. I did meet with an actual weight-loss specialist this last week and one of the things we discussed is that people who attend 'group' sessions are quite a bit more successful with their weight loss. Unfortunately, as a 30-something dude it can be difficult to find an appropriate peer group, and frankly they're expensive. The purpose of this blog is to seek accountability and document my journey as I work to correct my weight. As the title suggests, my goal is to drop 100 pounds. That would put me at 250 pounds, which would still be 'obese' according to the calculator, but the thought of losing more than 100 lbs is daunting at this point. Maybe if I'm successful I'll try to lose more. But for now I'll focus on 100. It's a nice round number that equates to a "healthy" weight loss of about 2 lbs per week to do it in a year. Finally, you should know that I'm not trying to convince others to lose weight or be a role model. I'm not a licensed anything and nothing I write in this blog should be construed as advice. If you want to follow along with me and pursue your own goals, awesome, I can't stop you. But I don't want to be one of those people who is defined by their weight loss. I understand that starting a blog about losing weight may be detrimental to that desire. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go.. uh.. purge the kitchen of forbidden fruit. And by purge I mean eat. And by forbidden fruit I mean takeout pasta.

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