I’m 33 years old and live on the central coast of California with my wife Julia, our two cats and a Bulldog named Mac. My wife and I are recovering fatties. Yep. Fat. One day (2-2-2004) we decided to get into shape. At that point I weighed 219 lbs, which is a lot considering that I’m 5’8’’.
After spending several weeks fixing our diet, we joined our local athletic club.
At that time my workouts consisted of ~20 minutes on an elliptical machine. I continued to visit the gym ~3 times a week and after several weeks, I was doing 45+ minute workouts and feeling better than I had in a long time. After about a month a friend (Martin) invited me to play racquetball and thus began many weeks of running around in a white box sweating profusely. Loads of fun. :-)
After a couple months of exercising, I was happy with the progress I was making and I was certainly feeling better. At this point I had lost somewhere in excess of 15 lbs and my old cloths were starting to fit. I decided to step up the demand I was placing on my body so I began running. The more I ran the more weight I lost and the better I felt. So far, so good.
Somewhere around the 40 lbs mark I heard about sprint distance triathlons.
More to come.
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