Kid A

Awesome that you shared this with us! Congratulations on your weight loss, feeling better about yourself, and good luck at your marathon on Saturday!

Good luck!

That's awesome! You can definitely do it!

I had a similar situation this past March. I had ballooned to my highest weight ever & was sick of it. I hate the gym & the only exercise I get is playing basketball twice a week. The weight gain came from a constant need to snack while gaming.
Anyway, I started tracking my calorie intact, started walking during my lunch break & started the Couch to 5K program. My first "run" (it's basically a walk, with a couple 30 second jogs thrown in) was brutal. I could barely finish. But I kept up with it & nearly finished the 8 weeks before my knee protested too much. I did manage to shed those extra pounds & then some (nearly 40). 
Thanks for sharing! Hopefully that can motivate us to get healthy! There's lots of games to be played!

I believe you will do great.  Awesome way to get that innovation you needed, too.  "Go Ninja, Go Ninja, Go!"  You can do it!

Nice! Good luck KidA!   

Way to go!   

This post is fantastic.  Good luck with your run.  Don't be nervous -- you are a winner for trying in my book.  It is really something to stick with a plan like you've done.  :thumb:

...I told justin most of this story already. I guess he just has to read it again! Ha!
 
I work for a tire delivery warehouse here in Southern California, and for my job we drive box trucks very similar to what uhaul gives for their smaller size box trucks. We are required to have physicals done what seems like every 2 years. They check height, weight, vision, hearing, and do a drug test.
 
On July 21, I was asked to do a physical.
 
When the physical started, the doctor ask me if I knew my height and weight, I told him 5'8" but I have no clue as to my weight being that I haven't weighed myself since my last physical and I didn't remember what I was then. But I knew I had gained some weight. Doc said that's ok and he'll weigh me later.
 
So after my vision, and hearing test, I was finally asked to step on the scale. I take off my boots, empty my pockets, and step on the scale.
 
It read 244.
 
I literally hung my head in disbelief. Reality had set in. Six years ago I was at 185. 59 pounds gained. I could not believe it. It was a HUGE reality check.
 
THAT NIGHT, I joined a gym.
 
I started actually attending the gym the very next day, July 22, to start working out.
 
The first day was torture. But I knew I needed to keep going. I needed some sort of motivation or push or something.
 
July 23 is my birthday. That day, legs sore, I still went to the gym and rode a stationary bike for about 20 minutes. Kept it short because, my family had a gathering planned for me and also, like I said, I was sore.
 
That night, I was talking to my brother and I had already told him that I had started running again. He asked me if I would ever run a half marathon (He already has 20+ half marathons under his belt). I said , "Well, I don't know. I know that they can get pricey and honestly it's something I wouldn't want to pay for right now."
 
He then tells me, "What if I pay for it? For your birthday".
 
It then occurred to me. That is the push I needed.
 
My brother sent me a training schedule that he uses to prep for his runs. This is what it looks like.
 

 
One month later he messages me this pic:
 

 
I was officially registered to run the Riverside Mission Inn Half Marathon.
 
Today it hit me that my Half Marathon is 6 days away.
 
I've been running ever since, pretty much, the day of my physical. Last I weighed myself, I've lost 25 pounds. That was 2 weeks ago. I'm feeling better about myself. My clothes are fitting better. And It feels like I have more energy overall.
 
Saturday I go pick up my packet, with my bib number and info. Sunday is half marathon day. I'd be lying if I said I'm not a bit nervous. I am also a bit excited for my run. But one thing I know for sure, I'm 100% determined to finish it.

...I told justin most of this story already. I guess he just has to read it again! Ha!
 
I work for a tire delivery warehouse here in Southern California, and for my job we drive box trucks very similar to what uhaul gives for their smaller size box trucks. We are required to have physicals done what seems like every 2 years. They check height, weight, vision, hearing, and do a drug test.
 
On July 21, I was asked to do a physical.
 
When the physical started, the doctor ask me if I knew my height and weight, I told him 5'8" but I have no clue as to my weight being that I haven't weighed myself since my last physical and I didn't remember what I was then. But I knew I had gained some weight. Doc said that's ok and he'll weigh me later.
 
So after my vision, and hearing test, I was finally asked to step on the scale. I take off my boots, empty my pockets, and step on the scale.
 
It read 244.
 
I literally hung my head in disbelief. Reality had set in. Six years ago I was at 185. 59 pounds gained. I could not believe it. It was a HUGE reality check.
 
THAT NIGHT, I joined a gym.
 
I started actually attending the gym the very next day, July 22, to start working out.
 
The first day was torture. But I knew I needed to keep going. I needed some sort of motivation or push or something.
 
July 23 is my birthday. That day, legs sore, I still went to the gym and rode a stationary bike for about 20 minutes. Kept it short because, my family had a gathering planned for me and also, like I said, I was sore.
 
That night, I was talking to my brother and I had already told him that I had started running again. He asked me if I would ever run a half marathon (He already has 20+ half marathons under his belt). I said , "Well, I don't know. I know that they can get pricey and honestly it's something I wouldn't want to pay for right now."
 
He then tells me, "What if I pay for it? For your birthday".
 
It then occurred to me. That is the push I needed.
 
My brother sent me a training schedule that he uses to prep for his runs. This is what it looks like.
 

 
One month later he messages me this pic:
 

 
I was officially registered to run the Riverside Mission Inn Half Marathon.
 
Today it hit me that my Half Marathon is 6 days away.
 
I've been running ever since, pretty much, the day of my physical. Last I weighed myself, I've lost 25 pounds. That was 2 weeks ago. I'm feeling better about myself. My clothes are fitting better. And It feels like I have more energy overall.
 
Saturday I go pick up my packet, with my bib number and info. Sunday is half marathon day. I'd be lying if I said I'm not a bit nervous. I am also a bit excited for my run. But one thing I know for sure, I'm 100% determined to finish it.

...I told justin most of this story already. I guess he just has to read it again! Ha!
 
I work for a tire delivery warehouse here in Southern California, and for my job we drive box trucks very similar to what uhaul gives for their smaller size box trucks. We are required to have physicals done what seems like every 2 years. They check height, weight, vision, hearing, and do a drug test.
 
On July 21, I was asked to do a physical.
 
When the physical started, the doctor ask me if I knew my height and weight, I told him 5'8" but I have no clue as to my weight being that I haven't weighed myself since my last physical and I didn't remember what I was then. But I knew I had gained some weight. Doc said that's ok and he'll weigh me later.
 
So after my vision, and hearing test, I was finally asked to step on the scale. I take off my boots, empty my pockets, and step on the scale.
 
It read 244.
 
I literally hung my head in disbelief. Reality had set in. Six years ago I was at 185. 59 pounds gained. I could not believe it. It was a HUGE reality check.
 
THAT NIGHT, I joined a gym.
 
I started actually attending the gym the very next day, July 22, to start working out.
 
The first day was torture. But I knew I needed to keep going. I needed some sort of motivation or push or something.
 
July 23 is my birthday. That day, legs sore, I still went to the gym and rode a stationary bike for about 20 minutes. Kept it short because, my family had a gathering planned for me and also, like I said, I was sore.
 
That night, I was talking to my brother and I had already told him that I had started running again. He asked me if I would ever run a half marathon (He already has 20+ half marathons under his belt). I said , "Well, I don't know. I know that they can get pricey and honestly it's something I wouldn't want to pay for right now."
 
He then tells me, "What if I pay for it? For your birthday".
 
It then occurred to me. That is the push I needed.
 
My brother sent me a training schedule that he uses to prep for his runs. This is what it looks like.
 

 
One month later he messages me this pic:
 

 
I was officially registered to run the Riverside Mission Inn Half Marathon.
 
Today it hit me that my Half Marathon is 6 days away.
 
I've been running ever since, pretty much, the day of my physical. Last I weighed myself, I've lost 25 pounds. That was 2 weeks ago. I'm feeling better about myself. My clothes are fitting better. And It feels like I have more energy overall.
 
Saturday I go pick up my packet, with my bib number and info. Sunday is half marathon day. I'd be lying if I said I'm not a bit nervous. I am also a bit excited for my run. But one thing I know for sure, I'm 100% determined to finish it.

...I told justin most of this story already. I guess he just has to read it again! Ha!
 
I work for a tire delivery warehouse here in Southern California, and for my job we drive box trucks very similar to what uhaul gives for their smaller size box trucks. We are required to have physicals done what seems like every 2 years. They check height, weight, vision, hearing, and do a drug test.
 
On July 21, I was asked to do a physical.
 
When the physical started, the doctor ask me if I knew my height and weight, I told him 5'8" but I have no clue as to my weight being that I haven't weighed myself since my last physical and I didn't remember what I was then. But I knew I had gained some weight. Doc said that's ok and he'll weigh me later.
 
So after my vision, and hearing test, I was finally asked to step on the scale. I take off my boots, empty my pockets, and step on the scale.
 
It read 244.
 
I literally hung my head in disbelief. Reality had set in. Six years ago I was at 185. 59 pounds gained. I could not believe it. It was a HUGE reality check.
 
THAT NIGHT, I joined a gym.
 
I started actually attending the gym the very next day, July 22, to start working out.
 
The first day was torture. But I knew I needed to keep going. I needed some sort of motivation or push or something.
 
July 23 is my birthday. That day, legs sore, I still went to the gym and rode a stationary bike for about 20 minutes. Kept it short because, my family had a gathering planned for me and also, like I said, I was sore.
 
That night, I was talking to my brother and I had already told him that I had started running again. He asked me if I would ever run a half marathon (He already has 20+ half marathons under his belt). I said , "Well, I don't know. I know that they can get pricey and honestly it's something I wouldn't want to pay for right now."
 
He then tells me, "What if I pay for it? For your birthday".
 
It then occurred to me. That is the push I needed.
 
My brother sent me a training schedule that he uses to prep for his runs. This is what it looks like.
 

 
One month later he messages me this pic:
 

 
I was officially registered to run the Riverside Mission Inn Half Marathon.
 
Today it hit me that my Half Marathon is 6 days away.
 
I've been running ever since, pretty much, the day of my physical. Last I weighed myself, I've lost 25 pounds. That was 2 weeks ago. I'm feeling better about myself. My clothes are fitting better. And It feels like I have more energy overall.
 
Saturday I go pick up my packet, with my bib number and info. Sunday is half marathon day. I'd be lying if I said I'm not a bit nervous. I am also a bit excited for my run. But one thing I know for sure, I'm 100% determined to finish it.

...I told justin most of this story already. I guess he just has to read it again! Ha!
 
I work for a tire delivery warehouse here in Southern California, and for my job we drive box trucks very similar to what uhaul gives for their smaller size box trucks. We are required to have physicals done what seems like every 2 years. They check height, weight, vision, hearing, and do a drug test.
 
On July 21, I was asked to do a physical.
 
When the physical started, the doctor ask me if I knew my height and weight, I told him 5'8" but I have no clue as to my weight being that I haven't weighed myself since my last physical and I didn't remember what I was then. But I knew I had gained some weight. Doc said that's ok and he'll weigh me later.
 
So after my vision, and hearing test, I was finally asked to step on the scale. I take off my boots, empty my pockets, and step on the scale.
 
It read 244.
 
I literally hung my head in disbelief. Reality had set in. Six years ago I was at 185. 59 pounds gained. I could not believe it. It was a HUGE reality check.
 
THAT NIGHT, I joined a gym.
 
I started actually attending the gym the very next day, July 22, to start working out.
 
The first day was torture. But I knew I needed to keep going. I needed some sort of motivation or push or something.
 
July 23 is my birthday. That day, legs sore, I still went to the gym and rode a stationary bike for about 20 minutes. Kept it short because, my family had a gathering planned for me and also, like I said, I was sore.
 
That night, I was talking to my brother and I had already told him that I had started running again. He asked me if I would ever run a half marathon (He already has 20+ half marathons under his belt). I said , "Well, I don't know. I know that they can get pricey and honestly it's something I wouldn't want to pay for right now."
 
He then tells me, "What if I pay for it? For your birthday".
 
It then occurred to me. That is the push I needed.
 
My brother sent me a training schedule that he uses to prep for his runs. This is what it looks like.
 

 
One month later he messages me this pic:
 

 
I was officially registered to run the Riverside Mission Inn Half Marathon.
 
Today it hit me that my Half Marathon is 6 days away.
 
I've been running ever since, pretty much, the day of my physical. Last I weighed myself, I've lost 25 pounds. That was 2 weeks ago. I'm feeling better about myself. My clothes are fitting better. And It feels like I have more energy overall.
 
Saturday I go pick up my packet, with my bib number and info. Sunday is half marathon day. I'd be lying if I said I'm not a bit nervous. I am also a bit excited for my run. But one thing I know for sure, I'm 100% determined to finish it.

...I told justin most of this story already. I guess he just has to read it again! Ha!
 
I work for a tire delivery warehouse here in Southern California, and for my job we drive box trucks very similar to what uhaul gives for their smaller size box trucks. We are required to have physicals done what seems like every 2 years. They check height, weight, vision, hearing, and do a drug test.
 
On July 21, I was asked to do a physical.
 
When the physical started, the doctor ask me if I knew my height and weight, I told him 5'8" but I have no clue as to my weight being that I haven't weighed myself since my last physical and I didn't remember what I was then. But I knew I had gained some weight. Doc said that's ok and he'll weigh me later.
 
So after my vision, and hearing test, I was finally asked to step on the scale. I take off my boots, empty my pockets, and step on the scale.
 
It read 244.
 
I literally hung my head in disbelief. Reality had set in. Six years ago I was at 185. 59 pounds gained. I could not believe it. It was a HUGE reality check.
 
THAT NIGHT, I joined a gym.
 
I started actually attending the gym the very next day, July 22, to start working out.
 
The first day was torture. But I knew I needed to keep going. I needed some sort of motivation or push or something.
 
July 23 is my birthday. That day, legs sore, I still went to the gym and rode a stationary bike for about 20 minutes. Kept it short because, my family had a gathering planned for me and also, like I said, I was sore.
 
That night, I was talking to my brother and I had already told him that I had started running again. He asked me if I would ever run a half marathon (He already has 20+ half marathons under his belt). I said , "Well, I don't know. I know that they can get pricey and honestly it's something I wouldn't want to pay for right now."
 
He then tells me, "What if I pay for it? For your birthday".
 
It then occurred to me. That is the push I needed.
 
My brother sent me a training schedule that he uses to prep for his runs. This is what it looks like.
 

 
One month later he messages me this pic:
 

 
I was officially registered to run the Riverside Mission Inn Half Marathon.
 
Today it hit me that my Half Marathon is 6 days away.
 
I've been running ever since, pretty much, the day of my physical. Last I weighed myself, I've lost 25 pounds. That was 2 weeks ago. I'm feeling better about myself. My clothes are fitting better. And It feels like I have more energy overall.
 
Saturday I go pick up my packet, with my bib number and info. Sunday is half marathon day. I'd be lying if I said I'm not a bit nervous. I am also a bit excited for my run. But one thing I know for sure, I'm 100% determined to finish it.

So I did some looking up. Before I got my qberts qubes, my rarest were Earth Dies Screaming, Earth Attack (zellers cart) and H.E.R.O. all R5 according to AA.

...I told justin most of this story already. I guess he just has to read it again! Ha!
 
I work for a tire delivery warehouse here in Southern California, and for my job we drive box trucks very similar to what uhaul gives for their smaller size box trucks. We are required to have physicals done what seems like every 2 years. They check height, weight, vision, hearing, and do a drug test.
 
On July 21, I was asked to do a physical.
 
When the physical started, the doctor ask me if I knew my height and weight, I told him 5'8" but I have no clue as to my weight being that I haven't weighed myself since my last physical and I didn't remember what I was then. But I knew I had gained some weight. Doc said that's ok and he'll weigh me later.
 
So after my vision, and hearing test, I was finally asked to step on the scale. I take off my boots, empty my pockets, and step on the scale.
 
It read 244.
 
I literally hung my head in disbelief. Reality had set in. Six years ago I was at 185. 59 pounds gained. I could not believe it. It was a HUGE reality check.
 
THAT NIGHT, I joined a gym.
 
I started actually attending the gym the very next day, July 22, to start working out.
 
The first day was torture. But I knew I needed to keep going. I needed some sort of motivation or push or something.
 
July 23 is my birthday. That day, legs sore, I still went to the gym and rode a stationary bike for about 20 minutes. Kept it short because, my family had a gathering planned for me and also, like I said, I was sore.
 
That night, I was talking to my brother and I had already told him that I had started running again. He asked me if I would ever run a half marathon (He already has 20+ half marathons under his belt). I said , "Well, I don't know. I know that they can get pricey and honestly it's something I wouldn't want to pay for right now."
 
He then tells me, "What if I pay for it? For your birthday".
 
It then occurred to me. That is the push I needed.
 
My brother sent me a training schedule that he uses to prep for his runs. This is what it looks like.
 

 
One month later he messages me this pic:
 

 
I was officially registered to run the Riverside Mission Inn Half Marathon.
 
Today it hit me that my Half Marathon is 6 days away.
 
I've been running ever since, pretty much, the day of my physical. Last I weighed myself, I've lost 25 pounds. That was 2 weeks ago. I'm feeling better about myself. My clothes are fitting better. And It feels like I have more energy overall.
 
Saturday I go pick up my packet, with my bib number and info. Sunday is half marathon day. I'd be lying if I said I'm not a bit nervous. I am also a bit excited for my run. But one thing I know for sure, I'm 100% determined to finish it.

I have one of these tiny things. I kinda like it!
 
 

So I did some looking up. Before I got my qberts qubes, my rarest were Earth Dies Screaming, Earth Attack (zellers cart) and H.E.R.O. all R5 according to AA.

...I told justin most of this story already. I guess he just has to read it again! Ha!
 
I work for a tire delivery warehouse here in Southern California, and for my job we drive box trucks very similar to what uhaul gives for their smaller size box trucks. We are required to have physicals done what seems like every 2 years. They check height, weight, vision, hearing, and do a drug test.
 
On July 21, I was asked to do a physical.
 
When the physical started, the doctor ask me if I knew my height and weight, I told him 5'8" but I have no clue as to my weight being that I haven't weighed myself since my last physical and I didn't remember what I was then. But I knew I had gained some weight. Doc said that's ok and he'll weigh me later.
 
So after my vision, and hearing test, I was finally asked to step on the scale. I take off my boots, empty my pockets, and step on the scale.
 
It read 244.
 
I literally hung my head in disbelief. Reality had set in. Six years ago I was at 185. 59 pounds gained. I could not believe it. It was a HUGE reality check.
 
THAT NIGHT, I joined a gym.
 
I started actually attending the gym the very next day, July 22, to start working out.
 
The first day was torture. But I knew I needed to keep going. I needed some sort of motivation or push or something.
 
July 23 is my birthday. That day, legs sore, I still went to the gym and rode a stationary bike for about 20 minutes. Kept it short because, my family had a gathering planned for me and also, like I said, I was sore.
 
That night, I was talking to my brother and I had already told him that I had started running again. He asked me if I would ever run a half marathon (He already has 20+ half marathons under his belt). I said , "Well, I don't know. I know that they can get pricey and honestly it's something I wouldn't want to pay for right now."
 
He then tells me, "What if I pay for it? For your birthday".
 
It then occurred to me. That is the push I needed.
 
My brother sent me a training schedule that he uses to prep for his runs. This is what it looks like.
 

 
One month later he messages me this pic:
 

 
I was officially registered to run the Riverside Mission Inn Half Marathon.
 
Today it hit me that my Half Marathon is 6 days away.
 
I've been running ever since, pretty much, the day of my physical. Last I weighed myself, I've lost 25 pounds. That was 2 weeks ago. I'm feeling better about myself. My clothes are fitting better. And It feels like I have more energy overall.
 
Saturday I go pick up my packet, with my bib number and info. Sunday is half marathon day. I'd be lying if I said I'm not a bit nervous. I am also a bit excited for my run. But one thing I know for sure, I'm 100% determined to finish it.

...I told justin most of this story already. I guess he just has to read it again! Ha!
 
I work for a tire delivery warehouse here in Southern California, and for my job we drive box trucks very similar to what uhaul gives for their smaller size box trucks. We are required to have physicals done what seems like every 2 years. They check height, weight, vision, hearing, and do a drug test.
 
On July 21, I was asked to do a physical.
 
When the physical started, the doctor ask me if I knew my height and weight, I told him 5'8" but I have no clue as to my weight being that I haven't weighed myself since my last physical and I didn't remember what I was then. But I knew I had gained some weight. Doc said that's ok and he'll weigh me later.
 
So after my vision, and hearing test, I was finally asked to step on the scale. I take off my boots, empty my pockets, and step on the scale.
 
It read 244.
 
I literally hung my head in disbelief. Reality had set in. Six years ago I was at 185. 59 pounds gained. I could not believe it. It was a HUGE reality check.
 
THAT NIGHT, I joined a gym.
 
I started actually attending the gym the very next day, July 22, to start working out.
 
The first day was torture. But I knew I needed to keep going. I needed some sort of motivation or push or something.
 
July 23 is my birthday. That day, legs sore, I still went to the gym and rode a stationary bike for about 20 minutes. Kept it short because, my family had a gathering planned for me and also, like I said, I was sore.
 
That night, I was talking to my brother and I had already told him that I had started running again. He asked me if I would ever run a half marathon (He already has 20+ half marathons under his belt). I said , "Well, I don't know. I know that they can get pricey and honestly it's something I wouldn't want to pay for right now."
 
He then tells me, "What if I pay for it? For your birthday".
 
It then occurred to me. That is the push I needed.
 
My brother sent me a training schedule that he uses to prep for his runs. This is what it looks like.
 

 
One month later he messages me this pic:
 

 
I was officially registered to run the Riverside Mission Inn Half Marathon.
 
Today it hit me that my Half Marathon is 6 days away.
 
I've been running ever since, pretty much, the day of my physical. Last I weighed myself, I've lost 25 pounds. That was 2 weeks ago. I'm feeling better about myself. My clothes are fitting better. And It feels like I have more energy overall.
 
Saturday I go pick up my packet, with my bib number and info. Sunday is half marathon day. I'd be lying if I said I'm not a bit nervous. I am also a bit excited for my run. But one thing I know for sure, I'm 100% determined to finish it.

...I told justin most of this story already. I guess he just has to read it again! Ha!
 
I work for a tire delivery warehouse here in Southern California, and for my job we drive box trucks very similar to what uhaul gives for their smaller size box trucks. We are required to have physicals done what seems like every 2 years. They check height, weight, vision, hearing, and do a drug test.
 
On July 21, I was asked to do a physical.
 
When the physical started, the doctor ask me if I knew my height and weight, I told him 5'8" but I have no clue as to my weight being that I haven't weighed myself since my last physical and I didn't remember what I was then. But I knew I had gained some weight. Doc said that's ok and he'll weigh me later.
 
So after my vision, and hearing test, I was finally asked to step on the scale. I take off my boots, empty my pockets, and step on the scale.
 
It read 244.
 
I literally hung my head in disbelief. Reality had set in. Six years ago I was at 185. 59 pounds gained. I could not believe it. It was a HUGE reality check.
 
THAT NIGHT, I joined a gym.
 
I started actually attending the gym the very next day, July 22, to start working out.
 
The first day was torture. But I knew I needed to keep going. I needed some sort of motivation or push or something.
 
July 23 is my birthday. That day, legs sore, I still went to the gym and rode a stationary bike for about 20 minutes. Kept it short because, my family had a gathering planned for me and also, like I said, I was sore.
 
That night, I was talking to my brother and I had already told him that I had started running again. He asked me if I would ever run a half marathon (He already has 20+ half marathons under his belt). I said , "Well, I don't know. I know that they can get pricey and honestly it's something I wouldn't want to pay for right now."
 
He then tells me, "What if I pay for it? For your birthday".
 
It then occurred to me. That is the push I needed.
 
My brother sent me a training schedule that he uses to prep for his runs. This is what it looks like.
 

 
One month later he messages me this pic:
 

 
I was officially registered to run the Riverside Mission Inn Half Marathon.
 
Today it hit me that my Half Marathon is 6 days away.
 
I've been running ever since, pretty much, the day of my physical. Last I weighed myself, I've lost 25 pounds. That was 2 weeks ago. I'm feeling better about myself. My clothes are fitting better. And It feels like I have more energy overall.
 
Saturday I go pick up my packet, with my bib number and info. Sunday is half marathon day. I'd be lying if I said I'm not a bit nervous. I am also a bit excited for my run. But one thing I know for sure, I'm 100% determined to finish it.

I was JUST thinking of planning a visit to my San Diego son.  Maybe I can fit this in too.  Thanks for posting it!

...I told justin most of this story already. I guess he just has to read it again! Ha!
 
I work for a tire delivery warehouse here in Southern California, and for my job we drive box trucks very similar to what uhaul gives for their smaller size box trucks. We are required to have physicals done what seems like every 2 years. They check height, weight, vision, hearing, and do a drug test.
 
On July 21, I was asked to do a physical.
 
When the physical started, the doctor ask me if I knew my height and weight, I told him 5'8" but I have no clue as to my weight being that I haven't weighed myself since my last physical and I didn't remember what I was then. But I knew I had gained some weight. Doc said that's ok and he'll weigh me later.
 
So after my vision, and hearing test, I was finally asked to step on the scale. I take off my boots, empty my pockets, and step on the scale.
 
It read 244.
 
I literally hung my head in disbelief. Reality had set in. Six years ago I was at 185. 59 pounds gained. I could not believe it. It was a HUGE reality check.
 
THAT NIGHT, I joined a gym.
 
I started actually attending the gym the very next day, July 22, to start working out.
 
The first day was torture. But I knew I needed to keep going. I needed some sort of motivation or push or something.
 
July 23 is my birthday. That day, legs sore, I still went to the gym and rode a stationary bike for about 20 minutes. Kept it short because, my family had a gathering planned for me and also, like I said, I was sore.
 
That night, I was talking to my brother and I had already told him that I had started running again. He asked me if I would ever run a half marathon (He already has 20+ half marathons under his belt). I said , "Well, I don't know. I know that they can get pricey and honestly it's something I wouldn't want to pay for right now."
 
He then tells me, "What if I pay for it? For your birthday".
 
It then occurred to me. That is the push I needed.
 
My brother sent me a training schedule that he uses to prep for his runs. This is what it looks like.
 

 
One month later he messages me this pic:
 

 
I was officially registered to run the Riverside Mission Inn Half Marathon.
 
Today it hit me that my Half Marathon is 6 days away.
 
I've been running ever since, pretty much, the day of my physical. Last I weighed myself, I've lost 25 pounds. That was 2 weeks ago. I'm feeling better about myself. My clothes are fitting better. And It feels like I have more energy overall.
 
Saturday I go pick up my packet, with my bib number and info. Sunday is half marathon day. I'd be lying if I said I'm not a bit nervous. I am also a bit excited for my run. But one thing I know for sure, I'm 100% determined to finish it.

A couple of ya know because I brought it up in a chat on tuesday. So recently I won $140 in a survivor football pool so I bought some games with my winnings. Got both ps4 Atari Flashback games, a physical copy of geometry wars 3 for ps4 and a few other nonsense items.
 
So a buddy of mine owns a retro game shop and we hold a Buy Sell Trade event every last Sunday of the month. We call it "Retro Respect". About 30 or so vendors all come down and we all hang out and have a great time and quite a few others drop by as well as its open to the public.
 
So anyways this guy that I talk to knows I like Atari stuff and he sold this to me for $25....
 

 
So happy to have this game in the collection!

Mine is qbert's qubes.

A couple of ya know because I brought it up in a chat on tuesday. So recently I won $140 in a survivor football pool so I bought some games with my winnings. Got both ps4 Atari Flashback games, a physical copy of geometry wars 3 for ps4 and a few other nonsense items.
 
So a buddy of mine owns a retro game shop and we hold a Buy Sell Trade event every last Sunday of the month. We call it "Retro Respect". About 30 or so vendors all come down and we all hang out and have a great time and quite a few others drop by as well as its open to the public.
 
So anyways this guy that I talk to knows I like Atari stuff and he sold this to me for $25....
 

 
So happy to have this game in the collection!

Mine is qbert's qubes.