How I Was

For years before I met Lindsay, I lived a bachelor's life.  I ran a specialty retail shop, tried to complete my degree and generally made uninformed choices regarding what I put into my body.  I ate for convenience and pleasure.

Shortly before meeting her, I'd become increasingly fed up with the way I was living.  I was all but hemorrhaging money and had gained more weight than I particularly care to mention.  Yes, I'm a big man, but there's a line between large and unhealthy to which I was edging dangerously close.

I loved to cook, but it seemed so pointless to spend hours in the kitchen only to devour the meal in less than ten minutes.  To this end, I spent $10-$20 a day on fast food and/or junk food to be kept around the house.  I'd pick it up on the commute to or from work.  Sometimes I'd justify extra spending on items I capriciously wanted thinking I could eat them as an extra meal later.  A few items from any 'dollar menu' would inevitably attach themselves, and the food rarely made it out of the car.

Couple the fast food spending with 2-3 nights out a week; I was going into debt supporting a life that disgusted me, more and more.

That was when I sought out my father for advice.   He had recently been certified as a personal trainer, so I went to him with my dilemma: how to cut the convenience spending & how to make meals last.  He taught me some very good basics.  We discussed portioning and preparing simple meals for the week ahead.

Finally, I was on the right track and began to reign in some of the spending.  I was starting to eat healthier and be more conscious about my dollars.

Then Lindsay took my world by storm.