In high school, I was a fatty. However, I didn't recognize it because I was surrounded by other fatties. I survived on a diet of fast food: Mickey D's Cinnamon roll (with extra icing) and a sweet tea OR sausage biscuit, fries, and a Mountain Dew for breakfast; General Tsao's Chicken w/ fried rice for lunch; and Nacho Bell Grande (extra cheese and sour cream) and a Mountain Dew for dinner. I graduated from high school weighing in at 191 lbs on my 5'7 body.
Moving away for college (though only 25 minutes away from my parents) changed my life. I didn't have a car, so I couldn't go to T. Bell whenever I wanted. I ate in the kosher dining hall and tried to be slightly more conscious of what I ate. I walked around my university's sprawling campus and joined the rugby team. That helped me drop 4 sizes without even looking at a scale or being calorie conscious.
Unfortunately, I moved back home after college graduation and picked up my bad habits again. I stuck around for a while before moving to the Washington, DC area. I don't really know why I started working out, but I did. I joined my first Gold's Gym in 2008. I haven't always been consistent (especially after going to grad school FT while working a FT job), but I keep coming back.While I may have obstacles, I have no excuses.