Years ago, I had a gentlemen ask me my age. Upon hearing my answer, he smirked and responded with, "Wait until you hit 30." At the time I was in excellent shape, and my life consisted mostly of work and the gym. I didn't think much of his warning other than, "It'll never happen to me." Little did I know that he was all too right.
By the age of 30, I didn't even recognize myself. I had become lazy, not only with my attendance at the gym, but also with my nutrition. I would go through brief periods of intense focus, followed by longer periods of lounging and over eating. Needless to say, my weight slowly crept upwards until, at my largest point, I weighted 260 pounds. I no longer felt like myself. I found myself uncomfortable in my own skin, and generally grumpy. I knew something had to change.
One year, to the day, after starting Macroholics, I hit my goal weight and made the transition to the maintenance portion of the program. The past year has been very exciting. I've lost 80 pounds. I've gone from a size 40 to a size 32 waist. I've more than cut my body fat percentage in half (from over 25% to 11.4%). Yeti Ironically, I know that this is only the beginning for me. My ultimate goal is to enjoy workouts with my son, who is currently one! That being said, I can no longer imagine a life without the Macroholics program, or what it has taught me. Needless to say, I'm a Macroholic for life.