I realize that over the past couple of years I have resigned myself to being fat. I have made jokes at my own expense and allowed my confidence in myself drop as quickly as my physical activity. I have always thought of it as an inevitability that I would be overweight for the rest of my life, whether it be due to lack of exercise, poor dietary habits, or genetics.
Tonight I came to a realization: all of that is bullshit.
Not only is it completely ludicrous that a 24-year-old would have such poor foresight and self-confidence to think that he was doomed to live a life of obesity, but it is also silly that I forget the times that I was an athlete. In fact, I have spent more time as a fit person than I have as a fat one.
I cannot (and shall not) consider myself a fat person trying to become skinny. Rather, I am beginning to adopt the attitude that I am an athlete who has let himself go and will work to return to healthier times. I must refuse to allow myself to entertain those negative thoughts and allow myself to slip into those old habits. It's time for me to readjust my focus and approach this situation from the right angle.
Thanks to everybody for their support and well-wishes.
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