It’s truly amazing what difference a year (and 30+ lbs.) makes.
Me on the left is June 2010 at the MTGOP Convention, and me on the right is at the MTGOP Convention, a year later.
The shirts I’m wearing in these pictures are the same brand and size - notably better fitting.
And the biggest benefit? I’m not constantly worried that I’m going to have a heart attack or stroke. This time last year, I was sitting in front of my computer for 12+ hours at a time. Throughout the days and weeks of summer, my left arm would tingle regularly. Not “falling asleep” tingling, like burning, crawling down my arm tingling. I secretly popped aspirin almost every day.
Most people outside my family and friends from Illinois don’t realize that my dad had a stroke when he was 38 (it happened the day after my 9th birthday). For a long time, I blamed myself for his stroke.
When I grew up enough and realized that I was a kid when it happened and it wasn’t my fault, I resigned myself to a self-fulfilling prophecy of “genetic pre-disposition” of heart disease and obesity. Thankfully, last October I made a conscious decision to cut that shit out and really do life.

It’s truly amazing what difference a year (and 30+ lbs.) makes.

Me on the left is June 2010 at the MTGOP Convention, and me on the right is at the MTGOP Convention, a year later.

The shirts I’m wearing in these pictures are the same brand and size - notably better fitting.

And the biggest benefit? I’m not constantly worried that I’m going to have a heart attack or stroke. This time last year, I was sitting in front of my computer for 12+ hours at a time. Throughout the days and weeks of summer, my left arm would tingle regularly. Not “falling asleep” tingling, like burning, crawling down my arm tingling. I secretly popped aspirin almost every day.

Most people outside my family and friends from Illinois don’t realize that my dad had a stroke when he was 38 (it happened the day after my 9th birthday). For a long time, I blamed myself for his stroke.

When I grew up enough and realized that I was a kid when it happened and it wasn’t my fault, I resigned myself to a self-fulfilling prophecy of “genetic pre-disposition” of heart disease and obesity. Thankfully, last October I made a conscious decision to cut that shit out and really do life.