I've been a fat boy most of my life. Last fall, after a particularly bad doctor's appointment, I decided to try one last attempt at getting into shape before submitting to bariatric surgery. My weight was 324 pounds.
I started with a low-carb diet and then started going to the gym. Weight came off quickly at first, then slower. When the gyms closed because of the virus, I decided to try to run. At first, I couldn't even make it 1/4 mile without stopping and feeling like I was going to pass out. But as time went on, my stamina improved. Now I'm up to 5 miles a day at a jogging pace. I try to get out there 5 days a week or so. I always hated exercise, but I loved the way I felt afterwards. Now I can even appreciate the act of running. My weight is 196. It's just been wonderful.
I've started allowing myself to cheat on my diet on weekends, and may eventually ditch the diet altogether. At this point I don't care if I lose more weight, I just want to continue toning my body. The big challenge for me will be keeping up with the exercise. Eventually as things continue to open up, I'll need to find more sports and activities to keep me moving and motivated. Maybe I'll take up tennis or racquetball (is racquetball still a thing?) or something!