Size crept on all right, but it was fat. I had the perfect excuse. I made a career move that required relocation, lots of travel and increased job responsibilities. I now had the perfect excuse to over-indulge and eat fast food on the go.
My workouts dwindled from five days per week with occasional two-a-days down to two or three sessions per week. Bodybuilding was fading fast as a priority in my life. Then to top it off, I injured my shoulder, then suffered a grade-three ankle tear playing recreational football, and finally hurt my knee just getting out of my car.
The excuses were out of control. I decided "enough was enough". It was time for me to get back in the game. I began eliminating them one by one with the help of my wife, Jen.