Most of my life I was a pretty active kid played football till the lights came on outside and barely came inside the house only to eat and shower(as most of you can relate to), was never very skinny but was considered “corn fed child” but was very strong. As time passed I became older and girls came in the picture and I spent less time outside and more time talking to girls. Years went by and I decided to become a paramedic and started medic school at the age of 18. I became one of the state’s youngest EMT's and promptly started Paramedic school after becoming a EMT. As you know college involves lots of drinking, sedentary life, eating fast food, and lacking sleep. After suffering from PTSD I quit working as a Medic and got a job in accounting and sat in my office 8 hours a day 5 days a week. Before I knew it I had gained 70 pounds in 3 1/2 years
I am 22 years old 6'3 and one night felt chest discomfort that lasted for weeks. This kept occurring for 2 months and I kept loosing less and less sleep every night until I barely slept 4 hours a night. Me being a paramedic I knew that this was the beginning of a bad road that could cause for me to have a heart attack or stroke. My blood pressure was around 160/88 and my resting pulse in the high 80's and in my head I just kept telling myself it’s only a matter of time before I won’t wake up. This caused panic in me and in turned dreaded to going to bed every night.
I couldnt allow myself to die I was getting married in less than 6 months with a beautiful young woman that I loved dearly (sometime I wondered what she saw in me).
She in turn was fit thin and lived an active life style. As I lay in bed worrying about my future I told myself I must do something to change this. Sadly I knew everything I had to do to better my life but could never stick with a workout routine and food is always a comfort for me. As I lay in bed worrying about my future I told myself “I must do something to change this.” The next morning before getting in the shower I decided to do something I haven’t done in year’s stand on the dreaded scale. Last time I did I was 210 pounds and I looked great from football and active lifestyle. I was in shock as the scale said 280. As I was getting ready for work I thought to myself “what have I done to myself”.
I got in the car as usual to start my day, but as I turned the ignition I noticed the car wouldn’t start just heard the click of the starter. Me knowing a little bit about cars (due to my father) I recognized I had a dead battery. Unfortunately I had no way of charging it or anyone to come to my rescue. As I rummaged through my garage I saw my old MTB sitting on its side, dusty, and beaten up. Wasn’t much of a bike a POS if you ask me from Wal-Mart. I thought to myself, “hey I will just ride to work!” .I pumped up the old tires and started on my way to work. I forgot how hard it was to bike(especially on a cheap bike)! And to be honest almost passed out twice on my 10 mile journey to work. I got to work people looked at me wide eyed and said you okay?! And said no I am not as I plopped in my seat panting. This was the most alive I have felt in years! I felt great! Even though I could barely feel my legs as they were plain mush. I had to get a ride bike home ha-ha. Finally the third ride in my rims turned to an S and collapsed under my weight and I went to my LBS and I purchased a Marin Larkspur CS series and my true journey began. At first I could only bike ride to work and NOT back 2 times a week, then it increased to 3 times a week. I also felt embarrassed as cars drove past me and I felt silly riding my bike.
Then I found this website and started reading everyone’s success stories which motivated me to telling myself if they can do it so can I, and spend hours reading the knowledge many had picked over the years.
Then one day I said I think I should be able to do it both ways now! I pushed through the pain and made it home! First time I had ever done 20 miles in one day! I slowly increased my rides as the weeks passed going 2,3,4 times a week until I could make it 5 times a week to work and back and my confidence increased. Even to the point that I tired to find ways of increasing my miles to get home just to make it a challenge.
This week I finally decided to become a member and it was my turn to tell my story and maybe help someone in the same position as me.
In three months my resting heart rate dropped to 70 and my blood pressure 140/80 and I can finally sleep and I feel no chest discomfort. I truly feel alive and like a million bucks! I have only lost 4 pounds but have lost 2 inches off my waist and 2 inches around my legs and see muscle definition. I was burning 2000 calories a day but eating 3000. I am now starting to change my eating habits as well and am starting to lose weight faster and believe me I have a looooong way to go. This story is not written so you say good job! Or way to go! It’s meant for those that might say “I can’t do this”. For you to say to yourselves as I did “if they can do it, then so can I.” and please don’t quit its worth every drop of sweat.
Please read Post #9