This isn’t a post about self-pity, or even a “fishing” expedition. This is me, putting the truth to paper, or screen as it were.
Those of you who know me know that I have had a life-long struggle with my weight. I reached my peak weight my senior year in college. I have no idea what I weighed because I never set foot (or feet) on a scale. I assume it was around 220 lbs.
Immediately upon graduation I embarked on a weight-loss regimen. And boy was it successful. I was already noticeably thinner at my father’s marriage just a month later. I remember all the people coming up to me telling me how great I looked.