I'm a 41 year-old police detective.

Over the past 10 years, I've let myself get overweight. Tired. Lazy. Unattractive. Boring.

It was easy--I had an excuse. I went back to school in 2002 and worked my way through a Master's degree from the University of Florida, Summa Cum Laude. Mostly, I carried a full-time course load in addition to my full-time job. And homicide callouts. And court overtime. And instructing at the police academy. You get it. I'm a Type A personality.

While I was busy perusing book after book and researching paper after paper, my ass got bigger and bigger. My pants size grew larger and larger. Meh...I'll fix that later. Well, guess what?

Later.....is NOW.

And, it's a hell of a lot easier putting the weight on than taking it off. Anyone who had gained and lost more than 20 pounds will tell you the same.

This is my journey to lose 35 pounds and compete in the closest thing to the Olympic Games offered in amateur sports. The 2011 World Police and Fire Games in New York City.

I have 5 months to lose the weight and train my body to compete against elite athletes from around the globe. I've seen the records and they're no joke. I'll have to swim faster than I did when I was 14 or 15 and broke county records in Maryland back in the 80's.

No luck necessary. I'm getting my fat ass into the pool.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

The Changes


Express had an amazing sale on jeans last month. Good thing--they were normally $75 and I paid $50. They are HUGE! I tried them on this morning and they are, effectively, unwearable. Only a month ago, they were a little snug in the bootie. Unbelievable.

Also--I tried on a pair of army green pants that I have had for...10 years? I love those pants and they have been hanging in my closet, patiently waiting for my butt to shrink enough to slide them on. This morning? Ooooh, yeah baby. They're back in the wardrobe!


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