Two years ago I had grown accustomed to a lifestyle that I wanted to escape. I had accepted that I was destined to live a life of discomfort, unhappiness, and resentment.
Discomfort barely describes a typical day at this time. From the exhaustion I felt putting on shoes, to the constant adjusting of bulky clothing and sweating regardless of whether I was sitting or standing. My life was uncomfortable, and I had completely forgotten what it felt like to be comfortable in my own skin.
Unhappiness stemmed from this discomfort. There are people who weigh far more than I ever did, yet they are happy with their lives and feel confident in who they are. I was incapable of this, especially as a former athlete who took pride in my background of swimming and water polo. I was unhappy when I looked in the mirror, picked out new clothes, and took pictures. I was so unhappy, in fact, that I avoided these things entirely.
My resentment of those who demonstrated a healthy lifestyle stemmed from my unhappiness (starting to see a pattern yet?), and led me to associate all healthy habits with a negative attitude. I despised all things health-related, such as vegetable-based meals, workout videos, and even began to lose interest in a lifelong passion: sports. My mindset was simple: I cannot achieve what these athletes can do, so I will avoid watching.
In December of 2016, I reached a breaking point that I didn’t know existed. I had returned home for Christmas for the first time since moving to Montana with a woman who had just become my fiancee, Kelsey. Here I was, sitting among family and friends, with the love of my life and a bright future ahead of us…yet I still felt disappointed in myself.
I kept this to myself for the duration of my visit, then finally admitted to Kelsey that I was incredibly unhappy with myself and desperately wanted to change. I also confessed that I had tried numerous times to change my lifestyle throughout college, yet failed all the same. Without missing a beat, Kelsey assured me that we could make a change, and we spent the remainder of the 12-hour drive discussing healthy habits, weight loss, and our goals.
I won’t try to fit each lesson that I learned into this single post. However, I will tell you that one consistent question continued to pop into my head: WHY ARE WE DOING THIS? If I thought I was unhappy before, I didn’t realize how unhappy I would be when I was still uncomfortable with myself after eating chicken and vegetables for a month.
Ironically, I found myself asking the same question as I sat down to write this blog post. Why are we doing this? Why should I write a blog that many people will immediately dismiss as a passing fad, one that I will eventually abandon and return to old habits?
We are doing this because we were lucky to have each other as support, but not everybody is so fortunate. So if you came across this blog, and you are looking for support at any stage in the fitness journey (hence the title “Get Fit, Stay Fit, Be Fit), we are here to offer our support. Whether you are a random stranger reading this on a toilet at 2 AM (yeah, it’s not just you), or a friend or family member that simply wants some advice, that is why we are doing this: Support.