I was always in shape my entire life. Below 10% in high school and athletic. In college I gained some weight the first year or so then got HUGE! Some of it was thyroid related (or so my doc said) but most was my own doing. I take the blame for eating HORRIBLY and being lazy as hell. That's never been who I was, but I morphed into that kind of person. I was extremely depressed and even suicidal. Though I never would have done it, I was trying to talk myself into it. I hated myself, I hated other people, I hated everything. I was miserable and I made everyone else around me miserable.

Anyone that knows me knows that I don't give 50% at something... it's 110% or death. I told everyone I'd get in shape and I did it. My friends where I lived when I was fat didn't see me as an athlete and never thought I'd do it. There was nothing driving me harder than that.... they didn't believe me.... I would have cut my own fat off to prove them wrong.

Because it's me versus me. Me versus the iron and my body. My will against itself. There's no one else to stop you, no one to slow you down, and no one to tear you down. I'm in control and if I don't succeed I only have MYSELF to blame. I won't slow down, I won't stop, and no one, not even myself can stop me.