the battle begins

I'm gaining weight. I notice it mostly in pictures. People who haven't seen me in a while have noticed. I feel it in the way my belts and pants fit. I'm getting fat.

Fat is a relative term. I'm fit fat. I used to be able to dunk a mini ball. Now I graze the bottom of the rim. I used to be able to drive to the basket past most defenders. Now I try to step back and take a jumper. I used to think I looked pretty good without my shirt. These days I avoid any need for that. Soon I'll be showering with my shirt on.

The thing is, it just doesn't seem fair. I've been going for walks with my wife, playing basketball, showing some restraint with eating. But still the scale creeps higher. I'm poised to hit 175.

But tonight, after working kinda late, feeling tired, hungry....I went to the gym with stubborn and slightly angry determination. I'm going to try and fight this.

I want to win the battle of the bulge.