By Michael J. Critelli | MakeUsWell Newsletter,
At the end of 1976, I was deeply unhappy with what I saw when I looked in the mirror in my Evanston, Illinois apartment. I was about 25 pounds overweight. My skin looked pale. I had low energy and poor stamina.
For someone who had once been a long-distance runner in high school and routinely played long singles tennis matches, it was humbling that I could barely jog a block without getting winded. My clothes were very tight around the waist and starting to look worn, which made me appear heavier than I actually was. For the first and only time in my life, I decided to make a New Years resolution to lose weight and be more fit.
I also had an external motivation. Two months earlier, I had met the woman I would eventually marry, Joyce McNagny, in court. But I felt that if I asked her out then, I would be rejected because of how I looked and felt. I still would have made the resolution, but looking better for her was certainly a powerful additional impetus to succeed.