I Am What I Tolerate

Henry Cloud is right. "You get what you tolerate."

I tolerate crappy behavior. My own crappy behavior.

I used to work for the Target corporation and my supervisor would always tell me, "Inspect what you expect." Or, follow up and make sure people are following your plan.

I am fat. Obese, in fact.

I've made a lot of plans to change that. And I've followed though on zero of them.

I've never inspected what I expected of myself, made sure I was following MY OWN PLAN.

I've tolerated abuse of my own body, by my own self. Drinking a million ounces of pop, eating a thousand packages of ramen noodles, and loving McDonald's french fries.

I'm almost 31-years-old. I have a wife (who is hot). I have three boys (who are active). I have dreams and aspirations of being an active, sporty person.

But I don't live like I want to live.

I say I want to live one way, and 2-hours later I'm in the Taco Bell drive-through line.

So, it's February 20th, 2016. Not a extraordinary day. But it's the day I announce my continued journey down the path to health. That sounds really stupid.

But as stupid as it sounds, I'm going to stop being an idiot and do all the things everyone tells me to do. Eat less, run more and therefore...not be fat.

I'm going to stop tolerating the crap I do and start living like I give a damn.

This blog will be a way I'll inspect what I expect.

I'll share more of where I've been and where I'm going as the days go on.

I'd love if you would follow it and help me succeed. I can't do it without you.