Once upon a time, I used to rock climb. I would go to the climbing gym at least twice a week, and I would head out to the cliffs almost every weekend for the entire summer.
It took me a long time to start getting good at climbing. When I say good, I don't mean I was a top-end climber. In fact, I was far from it. I started off below-average, and I took a long time developing my skills and strength to what could pass as slightly-above-average. And throughout all this time, I was overweight.
With time, that extra weight I was lugging around was putting extra stress on my fingers until the day came where climbing hurt. And it hurt a lot. I saw my doctor, and he couldn't diagnose anything. But it hurt to bend some of my fingers. While almost all the pain and stiffness has subsided, two of my fingers remain difficult for my to bend as a reminder of the abuse I put my body through.
I came to realize that one of the contributing factors of my fingers getting messed up is from my weight. I've never been obese, but I certainly am larger than most. And I was especially larger than most when it came to rock climbing. So I decided to do something about it by starting to run. My weight is down a bit now, but it is nowhere near what it "should" be. I realize that the "should" is a subjective term. But somebody with my frame doesn't need to have as much jelly around his gut and butt as I do.
I've been running for well over a year now, and I've lost around 10 pounds. My diet is not especially poor, but it is not especially good either. I've been trying to watch what I eat, but the occasional bag of chips or chocolate bar does manage to sneak its way in. I keep wondering if these occasional snacks are what is keeping me away from losing the rest of my excess weight. It's actually kind of depressing to look at what I would have to change to become a "healthy" weight.