On Monday I went to my doctor with one simple task in mind; to get myself weighed and see how I was doing. Technically she's a nutritionist and not a doctor too. I refer to her by her first name rather than "doctor". Well I suppose I won't keep you in suspense any longer;
I lost seven pounds. If you want a conversion into your system I'm afraid you'll have to do it yourself. This is pretty cool if I do say so myself. The goal was to lose ten pounds as I'm on a plan where I would lose 2 pounds a week, and I get weighed every five weeks. The past five weeks also included Christmas so my nutritionist/dietician/whatever she is was pretty pleased with that result too. That's also with barely any exercise. She wants me to kick in some exercise this month and just yesterday I went to the gym. I plan on going more as well. At least once a week for now and more if I feel up to it further down the line.
They also have several different martial art/self defence classes at my gym. They have two or three different kids of kickboxing and even some jiu-jitsu. I think once I'm down to a more respectable weight and I'm feeling a little better about myself, let's say once I hit 250, I'll join one of those programs. When I was younger I did Tae-Kwon-Do and to be honest I'm not entirely sure why I stopped. I'll need to feel better about myself before going back somewhere like that though. Let's not forget that the reason I stopped going back to the gym in the first place was a semi-self defence class. It was something that combined fitness with martial arts and I did so poorly that I felt all the previous workouts for naught, and I hadn't changed at all. That thought was so depressing it kept me away from the gym, and I don't want to go through something like that again.
For now, diet, then diet and exercise, then learning to kick ass.