So here I am, 12 weeks later and how did I do? Well I guess whoever reads this will have to decide for themselves, but I think I did pretty well. Here's my story, in all its glory. Thing is, it doesn't start 12 weeks ago; it doesn't even start a year ago. I, like so many other people out there today have struggled with my weight since childhood. 30 years of being overweight. 30 years of thinking, "Maybe I should do something about my predicament, but why? I'm not THAT bad off, am I?"
Then one day it happened. That moment of clarity you hear everybody else talk about who has made a positive change in their life. An epiphany or whatever you want to call it, but Life caught up to me, turned me around, and kicked me square in the gut.
I was working on a survey crew and had to take a rather long road trip to get to our site. The trip started off like all of our other trips before that one. Gas up the truck at the pump and gas up my guts at the convenience store. I don't remember exactly what it was that I ate that morning but it was probably something like a corn dog (or two), chips, a HUGE soda; and because it would be an extra long trip, probably a candy bar or something similar for good measure.
Off we go. I'm riding shotgun as I'm the crew chief so I sink down into my seat and my junk food. It's not too long before the usual uncomfortableness sets in and I have to loosen my belt buckle. OK, same as every other day.
Then the minutes turn to hours and now I've got my belt undone and the top button as well. A little weary, but it's a longer trip. So what? Now we're going on 2 hours and I'm miserable. I can't get comfortable to save my life. Have the seat reclined, my belt undone, and now my pants are completely unzipped. Finally, some relief. Just in time to catch a nap for the last 30 minutes of the ride.
Now we're at the site, have a plan of attack, and the time has come to exit the vehicle. Thinking nothing of it, I climb out of the truck and whammO! A cold wind hits my knees (It's December in Montana). MY KNEES??? Yes, my pants had fallen to my ankles. There I am, on the side of the road and in front of my crew, standing in my skivvies.
Well, that was it. I was so embarrassed that I decided right then and there that something had to be done. It still took me a while to decide on a plan but eventually (three months later) with the help of a friend, I started a diet and exercise plan. And I stuck to it like glue. I became obsessive. My every waking moment was consumed with when and what I was going to eat (or
not eat) next or when I was going to exercise next. How many carbs? How much fat? Should I walk or run? How much weight. Etc., etc.
I drove my friends and family crazy. I wouldn't shut up about it. It consumed my life. The good part was that the weight came off. Man did it come off. I lost 90 lbs between St. Paddy's day and Christmas that year (2005).
From 292 down to 200. But I lost it so fast; I never really came to a good equilibrium. That Christmas I was pretty good but I gained some weight back. After the New Year I buckled down and lost what I had gained back plus another 25 lbs. I evened out around 180-185 but I was now working out twice a day 6 days a week. Cardio in the morning, weights at night. Hours at a time. I was still maintaining but at what cost?
I had no social life, as I never went out for fear I'd be tempted. Not that I could have gone out since I was on the treadmill or in the gym most of the time. What friends I had were sick to death of hearing my rant on and on about "Oh, I can eat that" or "That's bad for you." I was not happy.
And that's where I stayed. For three more years. Maintaining, but killing myself in the process. No life.
Then about August last year I took a trip. I told myself that I was going to take a break from the strict regiment I had been following for so long. So that's what I did. I ate and drank whatever I wanted for a week and didn't work out once. It was great, at the time.
Ultimately, it was like a dam bursting. All of that pent up deprivation trying to get exercised in 5 days. I ate EVERYTHING in sight and couldn't fit into any of my pants when I got home. I was so scared; I didn't get on the scale for a couple of weeks for fear of how much weight I had actually gained.
About that time is when I seriously started to consider giving Turbulence Training a try. I had heard about it for a while and was taking all the free stuff that Craig gives out. But I never committed to the program. I thought I could plan my own workouts and maintain the results. I ended up zigzagging weight wise until the end of the year, went into Christmas OK but came out plump as the Holiday turkey.
When I got home I sat down and really gave TT a going over. What were my problems? Working out 6-7 days a week for 2 ®ˆ to 3 hours every day. Highly restrictive eating habits. No social life. What did I get out of all that?
There had to be a way to get the exercise I needed and still live a fulfilling life away from the gym. A way to eat that allowed me to indulge (within reason) every now and then so the pressure didn't build up so much. "TT just might be the way to go," I thought. Then Joel Marion had a deal on one of his products that gave you a deal on TT and since I had been following some of Joel's ideas for a while already, I figured this was another one of those signs and I bought the program.
It was one of the best decisions I could have made. I signed up for this contest right away and went to work. That first week was like being on vacation! Three workouts per week? 45 minutes a workout? No way this is going to work!
But I stuck to it and, as I hope my pictures will be evidence to, it certainly did work. 30 lbs later I'm leaner than I have been in a long time, I still have a ways to go but I'm going to get there. There's no doubt now.
36 years old, 6'3"
205lbs, 35" @ Narrow torso, 39" @ Navel.
BIA Scale (Athlete Setting): 19% BF
175lbs, 30.5" @ Narrow torso, 32" @ Navel.
BIA Scale (Athlete Setting): 5% BF
Used TT Intermediate/Advanced
TT for Buff Dudes and Hot Chicks
Minus 30 Lbs, 4.5" @ the Narrow, 7" @ the Navel and 14% BF (by the BIA Scale) don't know about the accuracy of the BIA Scale but those numbers work out to almost exactly 30 lbs of PURE FAT lost°¶
In conjunction with my own version of fasting, not quite ESE but ala Brad Pilon, I've been able to get out and be social, make new friends, just be happier, all while knowing that I'm doing what it takes in the gym and in the kitchen to get strong and stay lean.
I'm in a better place now than I have been in a long time and all because of taking the plunge and committing to Turbulence Training! I've said it before on the forums (the workout logs are great for keeping yourself accountable) and I'll say it again:
THANK YOU CRAIG BALLANTYNE AND THANK YOU TURBULENCE TRAINING!!!