Battle of the Bulge

Well, it's 7 am and I'm sitting here on my butt thinking about my weight. 236.2 lbs this morning. Yuck. Being in the Navy and weighing what I do just don't seem to go together these days. According to the Navy I'm too heavy. They want me at 221 lbs for my height of 6' 4". I've always had trouble with my weight since I've been in the service. Let's go back to the beginning.....{fade out to flashback}.....the year is 1999, the month is June. I join the Navy at 20 years old at a slim 200 lbs. Fast forward one year. I'm now sitting at 260 lbs. Oh boy. Fast forward another 3 years and I'm now weighing in at a massive 333 lbs. How you ask? Eating my butt off and not exercising that's how. Would you expect anything else? I failed PRT (Physical Readiness Test) after PRT and somehow, no pun intended, I slipped through the cracks and didn't get kicked out. About 4 years ago though, the Navy started cracking down on all the sailors who had 3 or more failures in their last 4 years in the Navy. I had to do something. I had no other choice. Not just for my career, but for my health. I was pretty much due for a heart attack IMO if I kept this up. Over the next 5 years my weight slowly dropped from the plump 333 lbs down to 207 lbs. My PRT failures started falling off my record and I now only have 2 failures in the last 4 years. Unfortunately I'm back up to 236.2 as of this morning. I need to do something about it and I know that I'm the only one that's going to be able to do it. I can ask everyone and their mother to help with this issue, but it's ultimately up to me and my will to do it. I think this little blog is going to help me out for my motivation, that plus the fact that if I get kicked out of the Navy soon, who knows what I'll end up doing. It's pretty scary out there right now in the "real world" and I have no clue what I would do.....until next time......