"Im glad I did it, partly because it was worth it, but mostly because I shall never have to do it again" - Mark Twain

Glory Glory Hallelujah! I have been posting to this space since May of 2008, and never before have I felt so committed to it and excited!  Two weeks ago I took some vacation from work to recharge my batteries and reflect a little bit on where my life is going.  I spent some time going to the gym, but not really overly committing to a workout program.  Over 3 weeks I maybe made it to the gym 6 times, but it gave me a chance to get a feel for my new heavy body and see how far I can take it.  The reality is that a 316 pound body really is a tough thing to move around, and being an athlete is all about moving around!  Sadly, I have developed pains and physical limitations that have really inhibited me from my natural athleticism.  Even tasks as basic as walking up and down stairs or walking for a long period of time are more laboured than they ever should be.  This really drives me internally because I hate where I have taken this body of mine.  I am jacked and motivated to right the ship and it all starts here!

Now that I know my body inside and out, I am starting to really see where I have made mistakes in the past.  You see, your old pal HeavyJay is easily pumped up, but just as easily deflated.  When I begin a program, I turn into an indestructable monster, capable of superpowers the likes of which you have never seen.  I can lose 50 pounds a week, I can gain tons of muscle overnight, and my cardio is unmatched by the greatest of olympians.  Simply put, nobody can touch me, and my goals reflect that.  As you might have guessed, those goals are absolutely impossible, and within a week, I am sore, injured, mentally bruised, and lying in a bloody pool of my own failure.  That failure induces great fear within me.  The thing that scares me the most is the immense pain and hardship I typically place on my body from day 1.  My lofty goals cause me to work far beyond my abilities and I quit.  It has taken me 2 years to figure this out, and I must say...the times, they are a changin my friends!  The lesson I have learned through my reflection and vacation is that I only need to be 316 once!  Once I fight through the pain of being heavy and get down to a more ideal training weight, the pain will go away.  All I will be left with is pure unadulterated athletic prowess.

So there you have it my fellow athletes!  I now see the errors of my ways.  I know my body, my limitations, and my attributes.  I realize that while I am a gifted athlete, I am by no means a superhero or an olympian.  The impossible CAN be possible, but it takes a LOT more time than I typically aspire to.  My goals are really simplified and drawn out over a much longer time frame.  I am ready to finally pick up momentum and maintain my success.  In essence, after 2 years of trial and error, HeavyJay.com is finally born for the first time.

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