Weight-Loss Story:
Steve Lundberg
Age 38, from Houston, TX
My nams is Steven, I'm 38 years old. When I was growing up, I was the
skinniest little kid on the block. People would even pick on me for it. I
think it gave me some kind of a complex. I always had a chip on my
shoulder. So when I got to my teen years, I started doing serious weight
training. I got a weight bench and spent an hour here and there, every few
days, working out. I really liked it, because it got out my frustrations.
Eventually I got really serious and started working out for hours everyday.
I ate a lot of beef, took in a lot of carbs, and even went to supplements
when I felt conventional diet wasn't doing enough. I got huge too, and
ripped. When I was 18, I was almost 300 pounds of muscle. Nobody picked on
me anymore.
When I was done with high school and started working, I kept up the weight
training harder than ever. But then I met my future wife, Anne. We fell in
love, and got married. What came next was only natural - we had kids and
moved into a nice little house. I kept all my weight stuff, but with the
kids around and such, I never had much time anymore to worry about training.
I had to put the stuff in the attic because it was getting in the way and
I was never using it. The muscle started turning into fat. I was upset,
because the body I had worked so hard to create was melting away before me.
But I didn't have much time to worry about it, so I just sort of let it
happen.
When Anne and I divorced, and she took the kids from me, I went through some
hard times. I didn't take care of myself, I drank a lot, and I ate a
garbage diet. I gained even more weight, but this time in fat, not muscle.
I all of a sudden had the time to really look at who I was, and what I
looked like. I didn't want to deal with it, so I didn't, for the longest
time. When my drinking became a serious problem, I knew it was time to get
straightened up. It took a months to get myself sober, but when it finally
happened, I had the hope and strength to tackle the weight problem.
I took my weight training equipment back out of the attic and started on a
light schedule once again. I didn't want to be huge again this time though,
I was just past the age where I wanted that. I had to do some kind of a
cardio workout. I started jogging every day. It wasn't much, maybe half an
hour or so, but it really got my heart working. There's lots of hills
around here. I changed my diet substantially, and that was really tough,
because I've always loved having beef in my dinners - but now I had to keep
that to a minimum. For dinner ideas, I read food magazines and watched
cooking shows on tv. It was hard to find good healthy recipes, but once I
got a few of them together that I could handle, I was set. Most of my meals
involved chicken or fish or smaller portions of beef. I had a lots of pasta
too, especially for lunch. That helped with the workouts.
I've been training again for 4 months, and I've brought myself back down to
a healthier weight of 230, and I'm slowly building that muscle tone I used
to have. I've met a new girlfriend, and I'm happier than I've ever been. I
credit it all to my newfound confidence in myself.
Based on 111 votes, this diet story has an overall score of: 8.81
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(#1) Anonymous posted on Apr 24, 2008 (IP: 70.115.14.215)
Oh no a new girl friend, here comes fatboy again.
(#2) Anonymous posted on May 26, 2006 (IP: 199.126.232.81)
Very awsome! It is good to get going when the going gets tough. You certainly have a handle on things!
(#3) Charlie posted on Feb 09, 2005 (IP: 137.44.1.200)
Good on yer mate... keep
it going
(#4) Sam posted on Sep 09, 2004 (IP: 68.107.170.107)
Way to go, Steven! Definitely motivational! I hope you have all the happiness you deserve.