Sick and tired of being sick and tired

[jasonkoller]

Back in 2007 I was in great shape.

I was living my dream as a cadet at the Air Force Academy in Colorado Springs.

I was well on my way to my goal of becoming a commissioned officer and then a fighter pilot.

Fitness wasn't exactly optional, so I was in pretty good shape.

165lbs and able to run 3 miles non stop at that altitude.

And would frequently go climb mountains for fun on the weekends.

Until budget cuts hit the Air Force.

Air Force's typical policy is to put money into their high tech toys as opposed to their people.

At $350k a head, Academy cadets must have seemed like a good place to save some money.

 

I moved back to Texas and depression set in pretty bad.

I started putting on weight again. I got up to 190lbs.

But I got over it, enrolled at a local university, and joined the AF's local ROTC unit.

I joined the Arnold Air Society and was actively involved in all areas of the unit.

I passed all my PT tests with decent scores, but my height weight ratio had grown to borderline.

Right after I went through their Field Training exercise between my sophomore and junior year.

This was the last step before signing the contract that would get me a commissioning slot.

I even took and extra class over the summer and rocked it so I would qualify for one of their scholarships.

But when I got back from summer break, I was informed that AF had decided that the cuts would extend to ROTC as well,

They noticed I had already been cut once, so I was a prime candidate for the chopping block.

I had accepted my fate and would have left if not for my commander.

The LtCol convinced me to appeal the decision and went to bat for me.

Everyone was convinced the decision would be reversed and I would get to commission.

Sadly everyone was wrong. I still got cut.

Fortunately, I met my beautiful bride while I was there. That actually makes it all worth it.

 

I've since lost complete control of myself.

I was up to 230 at one point. possibly higher, but that's the highest i ever measured.

 

I've decided that i'm sick and tired of being sick and tired.

I'm fed up with not sleeping well.

I'm so over being so overweight.

I'm tired of lieing to myself that this whole "obesse" term means nothing and is over diagnosed.

I've had enough.

 

This past Monday, 2014-June-16, I decided to go without carbs or sugars.

I've lost 5lbs since then.

I started at 225lbs and i'm now at 218.8lbs.

My goal is 180lbs.

eventually that goal will move to 160lbs.

The hardest part is fighting the cravings when I'm stressed.

Seeing this kind of progress helps.

Drinking coffee without sugar has gotten a bit easier.

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