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I have always been heavy in some form or another. When I was a kid, it was just by a little bit — maybe five, ten pounds. In college, I put on the Freshman 15 eating ice cream sandwiches with chocolate milk. When I got older and my metabolism started to go, the pounds began to add up. Soon I was excessively heavy, to the point that I was concerned for my health, but a combination of depression, neglect and apathy kept me at status quo for years.

The birth of my first child didn’t change that. The birth of my second didn’t either, but it was a wake-up call when a close friend of mine died, and he was just a few years older than me. That’s when I decided I had to do something about my weight or else I’d never see my kids make it to college. And that’s when I turned to my iPhone to get it going. (more…)