Back story

Way Back
I was always a small kid. Graduating from high school I weighed in at 120lbs. Right after high school I went into the US Marines and bulked up a little, but I was still very small at 140lbs, 5'7". I was injured in the Marines, and in 1997 I walked away with a corrected hernia, a sceptoplasty, two broken wrists and two bad knees. The knee and wrist injuries made it pretty difficult to do or even want to do much exercise. Now in 2009, I am pushing 200lbs.

Not too far back
Back in December, I think it was, I woke up in the middle of the night with terrible stomach pains. We went to the emergency room and I was diagnosed with gall bladder disease, and that my gall bladder had to be taken out. And it was. A few months later, I had similar pains while I was at work, and it was back to the emergency room. They ran tests to see what was causing the pain this time. They determined that it was a gall stone that was left behind during the surgery, but the blood tests results told a different story altogether.

The specialist I went to see told me that, along with some genetic irregularities, I had a fatty liver which could very well lead to liver disease, and that I needed to lose about 10% of my body weight, which at that time, would put me at around 165lbs.

Now a-days
I weighed myself at 188lbs this morning, just under my 25lbs goal. My knees are especially painful, more than likely because of the extra weight and strain I have been putting on them.

Follow me in my next chapter while I try to reach my goal: 25 for 50.