Getting in shape-physically & mentally.

23rd September 2022

For most of my adult life, I have always struggled with weight; like most of us, it was never my number one priority to get into shape. I always wanted to look good, but spending hours in the gym and eating vegetables for a living was not the life I wanted to live. The reality is I never wanted it bad enough. I was always looking for a quick fix and tried all the fad diets. I even brought and read the Atkins diet book.

It was only until I started hanging with the boys from Green Lane in Birmingham did my weight pile on. I mean, I turned into a proper fat fucker. I would spend my days in a traditional Arabic style thobe that was loose enough to cover every curve in my body. My tits almost became bigger than most teenage girls, but this was accepted. Every member of the gang had man boobs. Our lives revolved around the mosque, cafes, restaurants and dessert parlours. We would travel extensively as part of Taskforce GLM, and eating healthy was not an option. For those of you that travel regularly, you will know how difficult it is to eat healthy at the airport and find accommodation with a gym, especially when travelling on a charity budget. But how am I fooling? Even if Mr Motivator himself were to wake me up each morning, I probably would have told him to 0121 – do one.

So this love for food and unhealthy things has been a massive part of my life.

Deep inside me, I knew something had to change; I could not continue to live a life dedicated to shit food and lack of exercise.

In December 2021, I took my family to Dubai, and we spent three weeks split between Abu Dabi and Dubai. We stayed in the best hotels and made some fantastic memories oh and took shit lots and lots of pictures. After spending a fortune on hotels and food, eating out in Dubai is not cheap, so I piled on a few more pounds.

Once we got back, I remember going through our holiday snaps, and the truth is I looked like a balloon in every photo; I was ashamed of myself and how much I had let myself go. Something had to change.

Although I seemed confident outside, I was probably the most insecure person I knew. I was body conscious, and I spent entire summers wearing body warmers as they did an excellent job of hiding my man boobs. It would take me twice as long to get changed because everything I wore would make me feel uncomfortable. I was always asking my wife if you could see my boobs in what I was wearing, and she being the wonderful soul she is, would smile and say no, you can not. She was lying.

On the 1st of February 2022, my life changed. I decided to take control. I was no longer going to be the fat guy. I was going to become the person I had always wanted to be. Wealthy, good-looking and fit as fuck.

A good friend of mine owns Temple Gym in Birmingham, and a PT named Jeff worked there. I would often speak to Jeff about his six-week transformation programme, and although it was extreme, it was just what I needed. So I signed up. For £100, which is the best money I have ever spent, and believe me, I have spent a lot of money, and I was given a diet and exercise programme. The diet was extreme, and the exercise

programme was just as challenging. Every Friday, I would send Jeff pictures of myself and my weight. He would then tweak the diet according to how much weight I had lost, adding more carbohydrates or protein and occasionally rewarding me with a cheat day. Every Friday was like a child waiting for praise from his teacher.

The weight started to drop; I slowly began to run out of options to wear as everything was too big. The compliments are flooding in, and your boy is loving life.

I would dedicate 2 hours to the gym every day. 1 hour of weight training and the other doing cardio. Everything I ate would need to be accounted for, no sugar l, no dairy, no species. This is the hardest thing I have ever done. 6 months into the programme, I lost almost four stones and dropped down to a medium from an XL. I went from a 38 to a size 32. I look and feel great. My confidence has improved so much, and im ready to take on the world. I have always said I would not buy a sports car until I looked and felt good, watch this space to see what car we add to the collection.

The last six months have taught me that if you want something so bad and you are willing to make huge sacrifices, then anything is possible. But you need to want it bad enough.

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