For as long as I can remember, I have always had a bit of a problem with my weight.
In the past I didn’t take it too serious because I always assumed that, because I wasn’t morbidly obese, I must have been relatively healthy by default.
However, in 2016, I had a full-body scan and was told unless I began to do something about my weight, I was facing the possibility of a potential stroke and heart-attack. It dawned on me then, that I had to do something.
In the ensuing months, I made a few adjustments, like cutting out sugary soft-drinks and going for more walks now and then, but not much else. But I was still ignoring the elephant in the room, which was the fact that I had to seriously do something about my excess weight.
In 2019, I began to go to the gym with my brother, and even though I was going every Sunday and working up a sweat, the situation regarding my weight wasn’t improving. For every ounce I would burn off, I would eventually regain it by the next session.
However, that began to change on the 29th of August 2021. As I was helping my brother move into his new apartment, he humorously wagered that if I lost 10 kgs, he would pay me $10,000.
I would be lying if I said that I wasn’t intrigued by the prospects of getting $10,000 from my brother, but – to tell you the truth – I was more interested in seeing the surprised look on his face when I accepted.
Later that night, I weighed myself in at 113kgs. I made sure to mark down the exact spot on the bathroom floor where I placed the scale, so that I would get an accurate reading of my weight.
I made a promise to myself that I would work to go from 113kgs, down to 103kgs and win the wager that my brother bet.
It wasn’t going to be easy, but then nothing which gets you $10,000, or the satisfaction of showing up your brother, is.
For the rest of the night, I planned my strategy to achieve my objective.
What I would have to do, and what I would have to avoid, to achieve my weight loss goal?
To Be Continued…