gautam wrote:Imagine waking up one morning, putting on yr favorite pair of jeans - only to discover that they no longer fit. Or standing in the shower, and looking down - to discover that yr toes have disappeared, yr paunch prevents you from seeing them.
That is exactly what had been happening. I've been at a 34 waist for a few years now, and that was becoming too tight. I had to do something about it.
Back in the day about fifteen years ago I used to be into cycling and running, I even did a few duathlons and a couple of International 15K runs.
But then I burned out on the whole thing, especially the cycling and I left it for all those years. Meanwhile, I had hooked up with a group of friends whose main form of entertainment and general pursuit in life was partying hard. So that became a large part of my lifestyle. I even started smoking. When I began waking up in the morning with lungs that would ache trying to take a deep breath, it scared the sh#t out of me, and I stopped smoking.
I'm about 6'1" and had reached a maximum of 200 pounds consisting mostly of gut.
Last December I said to myself, "that's it; I'm getting another bike like I've been saying for the past upteenth years," and got a mountain bike.
A few months after that I got a road bike. A professional quality road racer, and I've been cycling pretty regularly since then.
I'm now down to 180 pounds, a 34 waist is a bit loose on me, and my gut is practically gone. I can see my toes again.