Well, Here we go...

I guess my story starts a while ago. I was a skinny kid, hyper-active. Life was great and I was a happy kid for the most part. Life sailed along until one day I opened my underwear and saw...A HAIR! It has all been down hill since then. I went from complaining that I would never break 150 pounds to OH MY GOD I weigh 300 pounds.

Then I turned 16 and that summer between my freshman year in high school and my sophomore year I became diabetic. Now, the one good thing about becoming diabetic (if there is a good thing) I lost weight! I lost weight easily and quickly. In one summer I went from 306 pounds to 180 pounds. I looked good, I felt good and life was great. My diabetes pretty much took care of themselves (or at least I did nothing to take care of them).

I love to eat, I love food. You know I find it funny that most people look at you when your fat and say things like; "you must love the sweets" or "Got a bit of a sweet tooth huh?" Honestly, not much of a sweets guy, I mean I like dessert, but, if given a choice between sweets and pasta, I'll take the pasta every time. I like high carb foods and it shows.

A few years later in 1996 I married my beautiful wife and life was even better. We were happy, we are happy. I would never trade being married to Nicole for anything. I was still sporting a weight of about 225. I looked good, but, I wasn't really healthy. My Diabetes was out of control, I had an A1C of 13+. I got high blood pressure (I told myself it was because I was diabetic and if I wasn't they would not have said it was high).

Then in 1999 we got pregnant with Emma. I say we, because she ate and I ate. We worked different shifts and I would eat when I should during the day (I worked 7 - 3) and I would eat with her (She worked 4 - Midnight). So I would eat 4 - 6 meals a day. She gained 50 pounds with Emma and so did I. Difference? She lost most of hers I didn't. I still wasn't worried I was under 300 pounds still moved well, still felt good.

In 2001 we got pregnant with Molly. Now this was really good...er bad. I would eat my meals, I would eat with her and I would eat while I fed Emma and Molly. I was always eating. I would try to trick myself and say I'm eating healthy as I was having (2) foot-long subs at Subway and they weren't the good ones. One might be a pizza sub and one a meatball sub. Full of oils and mayo and things I thought tasted good. So now I am 350 pounds and eating like the food supply was going to get away from me and knew I was too fat to catch it. I still felt good and Nicole told me I still looked good, so what is there to worry about right? My knees.

So many fights with myself and really what I call food addiction later and I am at the doctors and looking down at the scale...486.3 pounds. That is 2 overweight men. That is three healthy men and its only me! The doc has heard it all before and so has Nikki and honestly so have I. So, I started looking into gastric bypass. It scares me. I will do it if I have to, and am working along that path, but, I am bull headed and have decided to do this myself. So I did a bunch of research and figured out that I don't have to cut myself to 2000 calories a day to lose weight. I saw that for someone my size I could eat 4,120 calories a day to lose an approximate pound a week. So I questioned myself and said can we do it on 3000 calories a day? I said yes we can! That is where I set myself and have been working with it. Since I started on July 18 2011 I have lost 7.2 pounds. I will keep everyone up to date and let you know how I am doing, what I am feeling and all around, more than you probably want to know.

So, why Chad goes 180!? Well, there is a few things behind that title. 1. I am aiming to make a weight of 180 pounds. I want to be there in 2 years. I think it is possible. 2. I am turning my life around. You know making a 180. So there you go.

I am going to update this AT LEAST every Monday. I hope to use it more, but, you will be the second to know. Bye for now.


Chad 180