Just gonna be fully honest, one day I was jerking off in the bathroom and I saw myself in the mirror out of the corner of my eye and saw titties poking out
At that point I stopped lying to myself that I was 'skinny' and realized that I was getting fat and my small frame was disguising it underneath my shirts. Skinny fat defined. Was approaching my 30's and had always had it in the back of my mind that one day I was going to flip to a new healthy lifestyle because I would kill myself before I was a broken down fat old man. So I set a reverse goal....I was gonna keep up my shyt lifestyle until the scale hit 190. At that point I was going to turn it around and never look back.
190 might not seem bad, but for me it was 25-30% BF. After my initial weight loss journey before I started lifting hard I did a BodPod scan and showed my lean body mass was 135 lbs, so 190 is
For the next 12 months I followed a small set of liftestyle changes. Didn't add any exercise other than the disc golf I was was often playing, but I dropped a pound, or two, or zero, per week just from making good choices.
At some point...I think around 170 lbs, I added in some bodyweight routines and jogging. At some other point, I added some noob machine-hopping in at my apartment gym facility.
All the while, I did mountains of research on health and fitness. I eventually transitioned to calorie counting and now have my weight controlled down to a science. Once I got serious about lifting weights I started to bloom and now I can take my shirt off with confidence for the first time in my entire life.