Weight loss progress and recent history of weight problems

I've been doing a lot of soul searching recently, looking inwards and taking time to reflect on the past but more importantly thinking about what direction I want to move in.

Some days I just feel like a plastic bag blowing round in the wind without purpose.

Back in 2022 I was the fittest I've ever been, or at least had been in the last decade. I was regularly going the gym and I was also boxing 4 days per week.

I arrived at the boxing gym in 2020 looking like a potato and incredibly unfit, yet by the time we got to summer of 2022, I was doing 14 x 4 min rounds in the ring immediately followed by 30 mins circuit and weight training. Despite this, I was still the wrong side of 100kg.

But looking back at that period, my career was going well, I was fit and my mental state was a solid 9/10. Most importantly, I was happy!

On reflection, September 2022 is where my life feels like it somewhat imploded. I lost everything.

All the years of hard graft. Snatched away in the blink of an eye.

All the sacrifices, all the time spent away from friends and family, seemingly now meaningless.

I pinpoint this period in time whilst scrolling through my phone as I can see that I've been recording my weight on a weekly basis since January 2023. Evidently, I've been clinging to the whole "new year new me" mantra since 2023 and not realising I had much deeper problems to deal with.

As a close friend once told me, "we only understand life backwards". I love that saying and it' so true but in the eye of the storm, it was hard to keep faith and as Vinnie Jones famously says, just keep swinging.

Truthfully, I still don't know why things happened the way they did and hopefully I will understand that one day, but the more I reflect the more I realise the amount of shit I had to endure.

What I now understand is that the last 3 years have been much deeper and darker than needing to go on a diet.

I don't say this for sympathy, we all have our own problems. But I've been fit & happy, and I've been fat & miserable.

Ultimately, this realisation is why I've started this journey and why I also need the bit of support this time round to get going.

I'm fed up of being fat & miserable and the goal for 2026 is to be fit & happy.

I don't know where it's come from, but I love analysing data. I do it in work to spot patterns and behaviours, looking for points to improve. And as I find myself scrolling through my recorded weights since 2023, I can see there has been a steady and consistent climb. Only interrupted by the odd dip where I've started a new diet or regime, before clearly giving up within 2 weeks and restarting the weight gain.

Which brings me to the point of this post. Finally a bit of consistency in a downward trend!

I've really not been at this for very long, but the last 6 Monday's that I've weighed in have seen week on week reductions in KG and I feel it's having a positive affect in other areas of my life.

Now I have a bit of a confession, I started Mounjaro on a Thursday but I do my weigh ins every Monday. Yes, this annoys me too. However, If I had waited until another Monday to start Mounjaro, the weekend before would have been 1 last hurrah of a disgusting amount of calories. Enough was enough and I just needed to get going.

But my last 6 Monday's have started well,

Monday 9th February - 3.4kg loss.

Monday 16th February - 2.3kg loss.

Monday 23rd February - 2.1kg loss.

Monday 2nd March - 0.4kg loss.

Monday 9th March - 1kg loss.

Monday 16th March - 1kg loss.

It's such a relief to see some positive consistency. But its equally nice to start a new week with something to be positive and optimistic about at 8am on a Monday morning.

Mounjaro has been instrumental in my mindset shift and when I get paid at the end of month, I'm going to sign back up at a boxing gym.

Only 2 months ago, I didn't want to be seen in public, let alone anywhere near a gym. Yet here we are, relishing the chance to get back at it.

I know I'm going to be self conscious and given I still huge with the physique of a hippo, I'm dreading getting on my back to do a sit up.

But optimism now overshadows this dread, as I now know I won't be like this forever.