For my birthday my spouse signed me up for ice skating classes. Although I picked up the fundamentals, problems with my hips along with my fitness level are stopping me from advancing to hockey. I hope to get there before long. Anyway, moving to the more notable events. On the fifteenth of June I received a massage treatment. It may not appear connected but this has helped greatly with both my body and mind. Two days later I brought my dog home. On the second of July I booked another session and have kept them up every couple of weeks since. The therapist lifts weights and that got me thinking about returning to the gym myself. I started my first session on the twenty-second. Three times each week I follow a structured lifting plan and find it satisfying. My scale showed exactly two hundred thirty five pounds. Cutting calories still feels difficult so the number stayed between two thirty four and two thirty seven. Around then I added a daily multi along with krill oil, a joint formula, and creatine. Any fat loss during that stretch probably got masked by the water the last item adds. At the end of the month I added yoga twice weekly to work on movement, my midsection, and easy cardio. Early in August I booked baseline tests for body composition, aerobic capacity, and resting metabolism. The scan showed thirty six percent body fat and that stung a bit. Two days later I started a running plan aimed at five kilometers. It calls for three sessions but sometimes my joints only allow two. The scale stayed flat while all the movement increased my appetite. Late that month I began the new medication. Pounds started dropping fast yet my lifting numbers held steady. On the sixth of September the scale hit its lowest point at two twenty eight point six. Right now it reads two thirty point four. The opening week brought stomach upset, odd tasting burps, and extra gas but those effects faded to just occasional bloating. Hunger returned strongly at the start of the week so I might raise the amount soon even though I wanted to remain at the lowest level longer. I am skipping runs this week because the third session in the plan irritated my knees. On the second I started another compound. Results so far are uneven. One shoulder feels slightly better though that could be expectation after the delay. Shots caused no pain and only tiny redness except for a single bruise. Knee discomfort appeared around the same time as the new routine and an Epsom soak eased it. The skin on my nose also seems smoother lately. If anyone read all of this thanks. I attached a graph of my tracked weight and intake. I need to correct one earlier note since two forty two actually happened in April of last year.
Hello folks. Tracking my efforts to drop pounds and build better shape sounds like an interesting project, including what worked or fell short along with any numbers I gather. To some people my size may not look extreme, yet everyone follows their own path toward personal targets. Maybe a few others will see this as helpful or motivating or at least engaging. Quick background on me: right now I'm a 32 year old guy standing 6'1" at 230 pounds. Extra weight became an issue back in middle school where kids teased me about it. The problem stuck around through high school until my junior year when a growth spurt helped me fill out more. I remained heavy but handled it better. During my first college year a friend pulled me into lifting and I began a standard five day routine. Fitness and eating habits grabbed my attention hard, so over the following three years I dropped sixty pounds, reached my ideal body weight, then everyday events got in the way. After that I made occasional attempts to restart but ran into timing problems, low drive, and several injuries that stopped progress. Roughly six years back I was in a wreck that worsened old problems plus added nerve issues in my left arm and multiple slipped discs along my spine. I sank into a low mood and gained quite a bit. Even with physical therapy, adjustments, and medication for discomfort I never fully recovered and still manage those limitations. A couple years later I returned to the gym with friends and felt decent until I badly strained my back on a deadlift variation my flexibility couldn't handle. Depression hit once more. One day I tried standing from a seat and collapsed, which sparked a moment of doubt about whether I'd stay limited forever. From that point until lately I've stayed mostly inactive, which made the discomfort sharper and cut my range of motion in the lower back and hips. By June 2025 the scale read 242 and I realized I had to act before things slipped further. I began logging intake and reached 223 by March 2026 through food changes alone. Between then and July the entire amount returned and I crossed 240 again. Constant appetite and tiredness formed the biggest hurdles, which my physician links to my current mass and background since I carry higher risk for breathing issues during sleep and later confirmed that after testing. That's the gloomy part done. The following entry will cover my renewed efforts and the information I'm collecting.