I’ve always been a person who loves hearing underdog stories. I love things that are motivational. Hearing a story or reading about it I tear up when the character obtains a goal. If you don’t believe me watch Rocky 2 with me. I cry like a baby when Rocky holds that belt high.
I guess I got ahead of myself. Some people have no clue who I am. Most of you do because you stumbled across this from my social media. But some of you as my journey continues that you will be meeting me for the first time. My name is Lee and I’m fucking fat. I’m not nice with this knowledge I’m real with it. I’m 5’10” and I weigh 286lbs. Four weeks ago I started at 305lbs, this was the heaviest I have ever been in my life.
I started looking in the mirror at myself and I was disgusted. You see 8 years ago I lost 70lbs. And I told myself I would never go to the point again where I needed to lose a lot of weight. Well I broke that promise because well……. Life happened, depression happened, my demons happened. And the more I fed into the negative the more I didn’t care about myself. And I have been spiraling ever sense. Into the darkness of self doubt, self loathing, and pity party for me.
Until one day I got real with myself. I looked at myself in the mirror and told myself what I needed to hear. “Lee you are fucking fat. And you will die if you keep doing this. You’re not young man you will be turning 40 and you will start developing problems you can’t run from.” This was an emotional moment for me because I have said I was always real with myself but I never was. And now it is time to be real and to understand the consequences of not being real.
So I decided I needed to be accountable and what better way to be then to tell and share my story. To grow and to share my experiences. Instead of being quiet about it why not be open. Share my struggle share my emotions and share my feelings. Maybe in the process I can heal and I can move forward. I know at times people who read this might learn some things about me. And sometimes they might learn feelings I have for the first time. And that’s okay we can grow together and we can learn together.
So welcome to my blog. I’m going to try and post on this daily. I want to at least update my process weekly. And by the end of this I want to have walked thru the fire and grab buckets of water and head back in because people are burning. I will explain more of this as my story continues.
So if you have the time please feel free to come back and follow my journey. I will post pictures and videos from time to time. This is going to be my accountability to myself and to you the reader. This is going to be raw and it is going to be truth. It is going to be dirty at times and maybe sometimes dark. I’m not going to hold back because that does myself no good and fluffing it has gotten me to where I am. I can’t foam my world anymore and I need to sharp corners and I need to get cut and I need to fall and stumble. Because if we don’t fall then how would we ever learn to get back up and keep moving forward.
So welcome friends and i will talk to you soon.
A thousand mile journey begins with a single step. – Lao Tzu
My 100lbs journey 