The Time Haz Come!

So ... once upon a time I was a ripped specimen of human performance.  While serving my second hostile fire tour in Bosnia, I was severely wounded ... an incident that would forever alter the direction of my life.  The nature and details of the incident I do not feel like clarifying, though they are forever tormenting me, but the after affects I have to deal with ... primarily ... pain.  No escape.  Can't run, can't bike, can't climb.  My left hip, right shoulder, back, and knees are shot.  The result of my inactivity have been terrible.  In 1997 I was 205 lbs of pure muscle.  After my surgeries and recoveries I was down to 169 lbs.  Today I am resting at a light 236 ... which may not seem like a lot compared to modern obesity issues ... but this is about me .. and getting me healthy.  I can see my neck popping out from under my chin when I look at my feet ... and the pear shape that I have come to stop denying has got to go!

So why this extreme?  Well today I saw a friend that I haven't seen in a few months and he had lost a significant amount of weight ... I was sure he had found a strenuous routine that had worked ... but he didn't.  What he did ... worked ... and we all can do it.  I will share it shortly.