I’ll be the first one to admit that I don’t have any right to talk about health, nutrition, exercise and all that stuff. I live a sedentary lifestyle, my eating habits are downright dangerous, I don’t like exercise and I don’t have any training -formal or otherwise- in any of those fields.
On the other hand, I managed to lose twenty-five pounds in five months and more or less maintain the resulting weight for six more sedentary winter months. If it can work for me, it might work for you. (Though the program described below if optimized for freakishly obsessive geeks like me.)
If nothing else, heck, you’re not paying anything to read this essay.
Oh yes, an important note: Taking the following as gospel and following it to the letter may kill you. I can’t see how, but one can’t be too careful concerning health matters. You’ve heard it before, but I’ll repeat it again for good measure: any drastic weight-loss program should be undertaken in consultation with a health professional.
1. What, Me Fat?
It’s not as if I woke up one morning and suddenly realized I was overweight. It’s something that gradually crept up on me through tighter pants, an expanding gut and looser rolls of flesh.
I used to be painfully thin through most of grade school and high school. At 5’10" / 155 pounds with an average bone structure, I looked and acted like your typical scrawny computer geek.
Things got worse though college, as my weight gradually creeped up around 190 pounds. I didn’t look fat (it was evenly distributed), but suddenly, pants didn’t fit and I was getting increasingly concerned at how much flesh I was able to grasp around my midriff.
If you want to blame one specific event as the genesis of my weight-loss effort, you can point to a meeting with equally-sedentary friends: All in their mid-twenties, but looking like stuffed caricatures of themselves three years before. Yikes! Was that where I was headed?
2. The Accidental Hiker