The AI Government Contractor

I was 320 pounds.

I sent my dad a photo from a wedding.

He didn’t say I looked good.

He asked: “What’s your BMI?”

I felt ashamed.
So ashamed, I didn’t even reply.

At 320, everything was harder.
Walking.
Breathing.
Living.

So I started running.
First 3 km.
Then 5.
Some days 10.
My max: 15.

Step by step, I lost 100 pounds.
From 320 →220.
No hacks.
No apps.
AI couldn’t do this for me.

And strangely, I began to understand.
My dad’s question wasn’t judgment.
It was concern.

Here’s the real takeaway:
Whatever your “war” is—
→ Submitting that proposal
→ Winning that contract
→ Losing weight
→ Finding love

You don’t win it in a day.

You win it one step at a time.

If you’re in the middle of your own 320 → 220 moment, I’m rooting for you.

Tell me about your own win in the comments.

It can be anything

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