Hello everyone, my name is Cody, I am from New Mexico. And up until the past three years, I used to weigh over 315lbs, and now I currently weigh 175lbs, meaning a total of 140lbs lost. Right now I know that those who read this are thinking to themselves, man this guy must be anorexic or oh my gosh another plastic surgery story or possibly those who read are thinking, "THIS GUY LOST HOW MUCH, WHAT DID HE DO!?!" If you have some time to spare, please by all means read my entirely full story on my weight loss journey. It's a bit long, and may seem like an entirely boring read, and that you may just want to read a quick paragraph or two , but this I've been told is an interesting story. So by all means I hope you enjoy it.
The begining of my weight loss started back in close to the end of 2007, it was around Thanksgiving time, I was in my room playing a game called "World of Warcraft" while waiting for guests to arrive at our Thanksgiving get together dinner. I heard a knocking at my door and it was my grandmother, and she was tearing up when she looked up at me and said, "Cody, Grandma hurts real bad, I'm in so much pain." At the time I was puzzled until she had told me that she had cancer, and unfortunately this wasn't just one type of cancer, there was many different types that she was diagnosed with. From that moment on, it was back and forth from El Paso, TX hospitals and facilities for chemo therapy and tests. During this time, I was in a very depressed state and this made it worse. But because of the love I have for my grandmother, I decided to grow my hair out so that she could have it during the time when she had lost all of hers, and even though she told me she wanted blonde hair, I still kept on growing it any how. The day after christmas happened, my grandmother was in a horrible state and needed to go to the hospital, so we took her. and there she stayed even through new years day. and during that time she was there my relatives were starting fueds and everyone was...we'll just say it wasn't a family get together. So while my grandma was in the hospital I visited as much as I was able to. During that time, I thought that I'd get my grandmother a gift, so I got her a skull and cross bones bandana. she loved it so much that she took off her beanie and wig and put it on and said, "yea, much better." Soon there after, we were told that we had to leave, so I walked out the door last and said, "see ya tomorrow grandma." Unfortunately, that tomorrow never came, and I'll tell you that, that was the longest day that I had ever spent in a hospital. my father, my uncle and two close relatives stayed with us in her room when she passed, and she was a fighter, she fought for 28 hrs before finally passing. as we left the hospital, I felt as if I had forgotten something, but it was that feeling of leaving someone behind.
As the month of january rolled on, all I could do was eat all types of food that neighbors and relatives brought by as they paid their respects. After only a short couple of days, we had finally packed up all of my grandmother's things, and on the last day we were in my grandma's house, my dad turned to me and handed me some folded up pieces of cloth and on the bottom was the bandana that I had given to my grandmother, and right then and there I said to myself, life is too short, and I am all kinds of tired from being surrounded by sadness and death. Prior to my grandmother's passing, a friend of mine who was only 17 years old overdosed on codine and died, after that I had learned that a fellow classmate that I knew for a long time had taken his own life with a firearm, and there are more deaths I can mention but the point can be seen. With that said, I packed up and left for a special effects makeup school in Pennslyvannia, I thought to myself that leaving home to go away for school would be a good decision, and that I could meet new people and that everything would be better. MAN WAS I WRONG! during the time that I was in school, a few fellow classmates, students in other semesters and also random people in the area and all over town that I was in were very polite, they would tell me "dude you look very fat today", "hey man the elevator is down, take the elevator and go lose some of that fat." There are other things that I was called, but I'll keep this PG. I'll tell you right now that, being called hurtful names, or having others grab your man boobs and jiggle your love handles your whole life can really take a toll on you. During the sixth month that I was away from home, I got so depressed that I had starved myself for a whole month in hopes of dieing from starvation. During the end of that month I had decided to take meal replacement shakes that my mother had given me, I figured that rather than be faint all the time and also have massive headaches all the time, I figured hey what the heck right. another month went by and I was doing better because my parents were going to fly up to see me, and I was extremely happy, I had my calender out and marked off the days, but that is when the unexpectable happened. My mother's boss of 15 years had passed away, and my mom and her fellow employees were devastated, I know I was. His name was Dr. Clinton Welch, he was a damn fine plastic surgeon, and a very great family friend, so when we lost him, it was like losing a close relative. Even though my mother was sad, she my father came to see me anyways.
During the time I was in school, I had to wear my not so good clothes so that my good clothes wouldnt be ruined with fake blood etc. and those clothes were getting alittle baggy, and I didnt think anything of it because no one really looked at me nor cared about me or what I was wearing. Also during that time, I was forced to shave off my beard or else I wouldnt be able to participate in a final project that my school required, or else I would fail. As a suprise, I didnt tell my parents about it, and I never sent home a single photo or else it would ruin the suprise. So I waited for them at the airport, and my dad was talking to me on the phone and he told me that they had just landed, and I was waiting for them in the lobby, so I made up a story about driving around in circles so that I wouldn't have to pay for parking. Dy dad called again and said that they were near the baggage claim area, thats when I looked up and saw that, thats where I was standing. My parents got off the escalators and began to walk towards me, and like a little boy, I wanted to hide as I used to, but I didnt. My mother and father got with in 2ft from me and I waved at them...my father nodded at me and kept on walking. Right then and there, I got very sad, but then I thought, OYA, they think I still have my beard and they also think that I'm driving around in circles DOH!!! so I walked up to my dad and mom as soon as they grabbed their bags and headed for the exit. I said to my dad in my man voice "Sir I'm afraid we're gonna have to check those bags" and my father gave me that LOOK, you know the ANGRY HULK DAD LOOK, and he and my mother were extremely puzzled, they then realized that it was me and dropped their things and gave me a huge hug and were saying "OH MY GOSH YOU LOOK...." I said ya I know I know I shaved hehe. they said no, you have lost alot of weight, and I thought to myself, YA RIGHT WHAT EVER, typical mom compliment. That was until I returned home, I was taking in my things into the house and I noticed that there was a scale on the floor, so I thought to myself pfft what ever, I'm just going to see how much I weigh just for laughs. I stepped on to the scale and it said 236lbs. I did a scooby doo RRRRTT? I checked to see if the batteries were good and to also see if the thing was broken. the scale was brand new and no the numbers weren't incorrect. I was so stunned.
Months had rolled by, and a family friend of ours was hosting a tanning contest and said she needed guys, so I said yea...look at my build, thats so attractive aint it? our friend lisa at the hot pepper tanning salon said "so, who gives a crap." I then said to myself, hey, maybe I could lose weight like I did in Pennslyvannia, and on top of that, ill work out. So I signed up and entered the contest. I had gotten myself down to 201lbs and won second place. Soon after the contest was over I had went back to my bad eating habbits and returned to 236lbs. I was disapointed in myself. but that was until a few months after that had happened, my company that I was appart of, the one that helped me lose weight was hosting a contest for weight loss. At that time, I said NOPE IM GOOD THANKS, then my mother said to me, c'mon join the contest we can do this. So I then said, ok ok sure I'll do it. But the contest sign ups had ended, I had missed my window you could say. My mother at that time decided to host our own weight loss contest during the same time as the other one and she wanted me to be apart of it, so I entered. With in a month's period, I got down to 200lbs and I was the highest and I was happy with it. That was until one day I was weighing myself that my father said to me "hehe, good stay at 200lbs, you'll never weight as much as me....you'll never weigh 193lbs". I AGAIN thought to myself OH NO HE DIDANT!! so for the remainder of the month and contest, I maintained dieting with my company's products, and I reached my goal of 175lbs. Yet again I was extremely excited, I was even more excited when my parents sent in their final results to the company for the final results in the contest, my mother mentioned my full total of 140lbs total loss to the company, from that day on, the company put me in one of their magazines, placed a short story about me up on their website, and also placed me on a gloriously huge wall at our company's convention for 40-60,000 people from all over the world could see. At this convention where the wall was located at, people were coming up to me left and right, and they were asking to take a picture with me, they wanted my autograph and many many people gave me their business cards to keep in contact with them. From that, I am very glad to be able to say that I am apart of many people's lives, for I am helping people all over the world to achieve what I have if they are interested.
This is a huge reason for this blog. I felt like the many people out there, if you were to turn on the television, all you'll see all day is fitness DVDs, work out equiptment, dieting products and weightloss reality tv shows. And after watching them for awhile, they always look very fake and very staged. And I am a real person, I am a person who got fed up with lame products and lame advertisements. I am also a person who got extremely tired of being picked on, bullied, harrassed and also embarrased about my weight. I also got tired of being laughed at at clothing stores and being told "ahaha are you serious? we dont have that size here." I even paniced when I heard that they would kick people off the plane for being overweight, they made you purchase two seats so that you wouldnt become a safety issue with yourself and also other passengers. That to me is an extremely stupid excuse in my opinion. So with that all said, I would just like to say that if you or anyone else that you know is looking for a way to lose weight but isn't successful, or is looking for a way but has difficulties in accomplishing their goals, to look no further, I am Cody Blair, I am a real person who is helping people all over the world to lose weight and if you would like my help, I am more than willing to help you, please by all means, if you are curious as to how I lost all of my weight or are interested in losing weight and are ready to tell a story of your own, please by all means
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Thanks for reading my story, and thanks for your time, I hope this story helps as well as means something to someone.
Cody Blair-----
