Pick up heavy things, put them down...

Hi,

My name is Scott and I'm a fatass. I used to not be a fatass.

Here's an example of non-fatass me -




Here I am today -



First pic I was at about 175lbs. I hit a high of 213 three weeks ago. Unacceptable. I've decided to un-fatass myself.

Most of the other bloggers here are runners. I'm not. Years of flailing around on stage have torn my knees up pretty good. The last time I ran any distance I got 1.5 miles into a 3 mile loop from my house and blew out a knee. That was an unfun limp back home. My fat loss will be achieved by picking up heavy things and putting them down again. I've got a good barbell set-up in my basement and will be doing a program based on Starting Strength by Mark Rippetoe. Bench press, squats, deadlifts and pull-ups...rinse, repeat.

I'm not a resolutionist. My foray back into the world of weightlifting just happens to coincide with the beginning of a new year. I do however have resolve.

I have no plans to do any of the following -

• get toned
• get ripped
• get in shape (Hey! Round is a shape!)
• get jacked
• *insert any other handy slogan that the ad execs have invented ad nauseum

I resolve to be a walking, talking jungle gym for my daughter and soon to be born son. It's already a challenge to keep up with my 2 year old. I can't imagine what wrangling another kid at the same time is gonna do to me unless I make a drastic change in my strength and conditioning.

I resolve to be able to play football, basketball or any other sport of their choosing with my kids when they are older. I'm an old dad and I am only going to get older. I'll be in my mid to late 50's when my kids are teenagers. That freaks me the hell out.

I resolve to be a living example of what an active lifestyle looks like for my kids. Every day we hear about America's 'obesity epidemic'. It's a real thing and only going to get worse.

I resolve to be alive and healthy for as long as possible so I can be here for my family.

Rock on and stuff!