The people closest to you are comfortable knowing you just as you are, and any changes you make challenge that comfort. If you’re an overweight person who makes poor food choices and are fairly inactive, some of the people closest to you will feel threatened when you start to make healthier choices.
Some will resent you for tackling something they’ve convinced themselves is impossible.
Others will just resent that you’ve upset their social routines. No more fast-food quick stops when you’re out shopping together! They look at you like you’re a stranger when you reach for your Tupperware of baby carrots and sliced cucumbers while they’re munching on a KitKat.
See, what no one told me when I started all of this is that I’d slowly become the sort of person I used to mock — a quinoa eating, lemon-water drinking, obsessive who posts a picture of every second meal to Instagram. I didn’t plan on becoming “that guy” but the longer I live this way the more I realize that one change can change everything.
The greatest misconception I had two years ago, weighing 460 pounds, was that at the end of my journey I’d just be a smaller, healthier guy living the same life I had. That’s just not true. There’s not a single part of my life that has been unchanged by the choices I’ve made over the last two years.
I didn’t know I’d leave 103.5 The Eagle and head to Fredericton, New Brunswick to help launch two new radio stations.
I didn’t know I’d go from a country morning show to a new music morning show.
Who knew that losing 200 pounds meant trading in Kenny Chesney for Lady Gaga? Who knew I’d become a hiker, write a book or start speaking to various groups about tackling big change?
Who knew that on my way to health I would encounter hundreds of opportunities I couldn’t even imagine when I was at my heaviest, sitting in my basement, angry at myself for wasting my potential at a full, engaging life?
If you’re thinking it’s time to take the step and start making changes in your life, give yourself the freedom to dream larger than the obvious. I was afraid to even imagine what getting healthier would look like, or feel like, let alone imagine all the other little things that come along with it that now bring me joy every day. It’s those little victories that keep me on track.
I started losing weight because I didn’t want to be another fat guy statistic. I stay on track because I’ve shifted my focus from the ultimate goal and stopped trying to rush to the finish line. I’m not chasing after perfection, just progress. Progress means finding victory in a better life, and not just in a better body.