What can I say? Everyone always told me my metabolism would catch up to me and it has. Gone are the days of gorging myself and not worrying about my weight. This didn’t happen overnight. It’s been a slow creep and I’ve seen it coming.

As a kid I always justified that I was the active kid that took the stairs, played sports, and could eat anything. Although, that’s not totally true. I always liked to say that I was someone who ate to live instead of living to eat. That’s still true to some extent, but as I’ve grown older I’ve learned my food vices. Sometimes I wish I was poor and couldn’t afford the foods I liked. I’m sure this is screwed up thinking, but I’m sure I wouldn’t be gaining weight if I only had Ramen in the pantry. On second thought, nah…I love my chocolate ice cream.

Seriously though, I’ve become addicted to food. I just feel like I need to keep stuffing my face. I’d never felt that before, but I feel it now. It sure makes for a new battle for me. Somewhere in life I decided that it was never ok for me to feel hunger. How screwed up is that? I don’t think we should starve ourselves, but how pampered am I that I feel like I need to eat so much that I never feel hungry.

I think in the past I’ve largely made up for it by playing sports. I’d still play sports every day of the week if possible. The problem is that life’s gotten too busy and the body is breaking down more and so I’m not playing sport as much. Combine the loss of exercise and increase in food consumption and I’m losing the battle of the bulge.

That’s more than you wanted to know about me, but I felt like I had to share my battle. I’m sure some will say that I have nothing to worry about and that’s exactly why I’m worried. I’m not enormous, but I don’t want to be enormous. I can still do pretty much everything, but I could stand to lose 25 lbs and my body would be much happier. Better to start now before it’s too overwhelming.

Tonight I started the battle. I went out for a run to workout for the first time ever in my life. For the last 6 months I knew this day was coming. I couldn’t just play ultimate frisbee and call it a day. I had to do something more.

I’d certainly run playing many sports. I’ve even randomly run various 5k and 10k events throughout my life, but I’d never really trained or run “for fun” or “for fitness.” I’m still processing the experience. More on that in a future post.

At least today I’ve won. That feels good. I’ll keep you updated on my progress and feel free to hold me accountable. Why else would I have shared all this on my blog? Now I have to follow through or else…