When I graduated high school, I weighed 212 pounds. I wasn’t really skinny (although I sure look skinny looking back on the pics) kind of a doughy computer gamer nerd. When I got out of college, I weighed about 222 pounds. I played volleyball, surfed, and drank lots of beer. The freshman 15 had never really left but I was still tall and relatively thin.
Bring on life, a desk job, business trips, sympathy pregnancy weight, etc. When I went on the diet SWMBO put me on, I weighed over 250 pounds. I really don’t know what I weighed when I started, 252-253 were the last times I’d looked, and it wouldn’t be at all surprising to find I was actually 255-260 when I started. When your weight goes nowhere but up, you stop weighing yourself because you don’t want new news as it is always bad. But on the diet I went and I dropped from over 250 to 205 or so. Then I sold my business and started farming full time. I don’t actively diet to loose weight anymore, I just diet to maintain. Last night I had a large snow ball at Pelican’s with the family. The night before, we had ice cream with whipped cream and a movie. I had seconds. However yesterday I ran the farm by myself on a gorgeous 80 degree day. I worked pretty much all day and didn’t have breakfast till noon. This morning I was greeted with this.
I haven’t weighed less than 200 pounds since about 9th grade. I’m not trying to loose weight, and I eat all I want. But I’m tan, my back hasn’t felt this good in years, I see my kids every day, multiple times per day and can usually attend their events for the first time ever, and I’m at my lowest weight since I was a kid. If I could just figure out how to get paid to be a farmer, this would be the perfect life!