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When I was a kid I was always chunky and my mother always bought me clothes in the “Husky” Dept. When I got into high school I slimmed down. Part of this was because I surfed as much as possible but I think my metabolism hit a high with growth spurts. I also had to walk a lot to get where I wanted to go. I’m 57 and we walked a lot back in the olden days.

After college I got married and

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When I was a kid I was always chunky and my mother always bought me clothes in the “Husky” Dept. When I got into high school I slimmed down. Part of this was because I surfed as much as possible but I think my metabolism hit a high with growth spurts. I also had to walk a lot to get where I wanted to go. I’m 57 and we walked a lot back in the olden days.

After college I got married and started to gain weight. I’d gain; go on a diet, gain, diet, etc. Fast forward to 2007, I was the biggest I’d ever been; 290 lbs. We were at the beach for two weeks and I was driving a stake in the sand to secure a canopy and threw my back out. It was really bad and I spent most of the two weeks in bed or on a couch. When we did go for dinner my wife had to drive, help me out of the car, and help me walk. It occurred to me that, God forbid, if we were ever accosted, I could do nothing to protect my wife. That was my moment.

I began to understand that losing weight and getting in shape was not about me but about my wife and my family. I came to the realization that being willing to die for my wife was all well and good but did I have the courage to “live” for her? Dying happens once. Living is an everyday thing. I always had thought that I wanted to die before her as I couldn’t stand being without her. How selfish of me! I came to the conclusion that I needed to be with her when she took her last breath; to be there to comfort and hold her and, if needed, live beyond her and take up that pain rather than the other way around.

I was determined but prayed to our Lord and asked Him if my motivation was right, that I needed His help. I knew I couldn’t do it alone. I had a date that I wanted to start, well after vacation, and when that day came I had developed a system of calorie counting and portion control. I also started some aerobic exercise and a little weight lifting. Learning more about good nutrition and building up my exercise was my thing. I kept a chart of my weight loss and a daily record of what I ate. In 13 months I’d lost 100 lbs.

During that time I had seen the ads for P90X and was trying to decide what I wanted to do once I had hit the 100 lb goal. Did I want a personal trainer to kick up my exercise or something like the X.? I hadn’t made a decision. Six months went by and I was maintaining well. It wasn’t until my daughter bought the X program on a whim, this past December, that it came into my life. I told her I’d do it with her since she had spent the money. Well, I wound up buying it from her and now I’m into it. I guess God is showing me something more. It takes me a while to make decisions like this as they affect my lifestyle but when I do, I attack with a vengeance and commit.

I'm very happy to be here!!

Bert

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