Operation Get Up Off My A*s

Keeping it a buck, I’m already regretting this post as I write it, son. In any case, today is a new day for me, man. As of right now, I’ve decided to make a looooong overdue lifestyle change. Basically, it’s about time that I get my ass back in shape, fam. All I know is, I moved up in age yesterday and I should be doing better with my health. With that being said, this is the beginning of my road back to flyness, bruh. Here we go!

Now, I wouldn’t be me if I didn’t keep it all the way real. So, anyone who knows me knows that I’m married and a father of two. Anyway, I was in decent shape when I only had one kid. However; when my second youngin popped up, I fell allllllll the way off, son. For example, when my second child was born in 2014, I was 6’3″ and 220 pounds. Fast forward to 2016, I somehow ballooned to 265. Yeah, I know, son. I know.

Moving on, as I write this, I’ve already made it back down to 245. However; I still have a long way to go, son. On the real, food is my problem, man. I mean, I LOVE terrible food, fam. By and by, I’ve always been able to get away with my eating habits because I was an athlete growing up. But, once that adult life started to kick in, I no longer had the cheat code, bruh. I was able to skate by through most of my 20s, but I hit the wall in 2014.

So, here we are, fam. I’m finally getting back in the gym and doing what I need to do. Shout-out to my brother Kofi Ofori-Ansah and SOTBG for hitting me up with a program. From this point on, I’ll be giving updates on how all of this shit is going, y’all. Here goes nothing, fam!

In the end, if anyone else is on a “Get Up Off My Ass” type of journey, feel free to share any progress. On the real, that could definitely help keep me motivated, son. Let’s keep the proceedings proceeding, man. LC out.