I am 36 years old and have progressively become more obese over the last 13 years or so. I was quite athletic during my late teens and early twenties and then I just stopped.

A year and a half ago I was diagnosed with Metabolic Syndrome its the royal flush of poor health. I Have type 2 diabetes, high cholestorol, and high blodd pressure. I got angry then I got busy, then I got tired then i got depressed. When I was diagnosed my asked me if I wanted to die by 49. I thought poor me why did this happen. I weighed 317 at this point the absolute heaviest I have ever been.

I dropped 22 pounds in a relatively short period. And just stopped trying.

This summer I figured out that I was unhappy, and I have been working on that. I reconnected with my estranged father, reestablished my marriage, and became a better dad. All these things remain tough but I fell happy. I lost ten punds just from having a break from my job and getting outside and being active.

I am now committed to being healthy, and have a goal weight, and visions of my activity level. But its not the calories for me its about being here. My goal isn't to lose the next 47 pounds, it's to live another 47 years.

if writing about my struggles keep me healthy emotionally great. If I can inspire someone super.

I wish you all success in your goals

Derek