Alright, I'm in. I have to do something. I'm falling apart and don't need to be.
It all started with pain in my toe. All red, swollen and painful to touch. Being in Bashra, Iraq, I thought I got bit by a creepy crawly but couldn't find the bite marks. Off to the med techs I hobbled, slowly. Fawk it hurt. Worst pain in my life. Seriously, my vasectomy hurt less. Docs took my vitals. Took them again and didn't say anything. Took a third time and finally asked me if I "felt ok". Umm other than my toe, yeah why? My BP was above 150 over 112. Holy shiite. So, along with gout, I now had high blood pressure. At this time, I was drinking moderately, and sitting at about 220 pounds.
Fast forward to this last year, 2012, I was now at 240, and had discovered the wonderful feeling of plantar fascitus. Sound familiar Ashton? So now I'm 6', 240 ish and have to do something. I have full access to a gym. I have downloaded and use myfitnesspal. My thing is motivation and lack of knowledge in the gym. I'm lost in there.
I retire from the military in a year. After that I've been pre-hired for Border Patrol. I can't wait. My problem is, I will get my ass kicked at the academy in my current condition and will have a helluva time chasing skinny mexicans through the desert. So, here goes my journey. I have been sober for almost 3 years. I have all but quit my Starbucks habit. And I have a wicked sweet tooth. My problem is moderation in all I eat. I love food. Both cooking it and eating it. Nom nom nom.
My fitness pal says at 38, 6 foot, and 240, I use just under 2100 cal. My BMR is upward of 3,091? I used the light exercise, 1.375 multiplier. I have some gym rat friends, you guys, and my brother in GA that is a gym rat, personal trainer. Motivation and accountability. The do part. And I'm done...
*forgot to add the goals
1, Under a 12 minute 1.5 mile.
2, Under 200 ASAP, at a healthy, realistic rate.
3, Ultimately, attain and maintain 180 lbs.
Jeff