This is me making it harder to quietly pack it in.

I am Razvan. Dad of two, full-time job, PT-qualified, and trying to get lean before our next family trip to Romania.

I started this properly back in August 2025 when we got home from the last Romania trip. At that point I kept it simple on purpose. I was not trying to sort everything out at once. The only goal was to get back into the gym and make that stick.

To be fair, that part has gone well. I have been more consistent with training than I have in a long time. Three sessions a week has become normal, apart from the odd week where one of us is ill and everything goes a bit sideways.

The food side is a different story.

For the last several months I have mostly let that drift. Junk food has been a daily thing. Meal prep has been hit and miss. I knew full well that focusing only on the gym would probably mean putting on a bit of weight, and at the time I was alright with that because the whole point was building the habit first.

Now the deadline feels real.

We have got four months until the next holiday and I do not like where I am at for my liking. I am carrying more body fat than I want to be carrying, and I have got the sort of stomach that makes you think, right, enough of this now.

The annoying bit is that I do actually know what to do. I am qualified as a PT. I have lost weight before. This is not one of those situations where I need a secret plan or a magic macro split. I need to stop eating like stress gives me a free pass.

That is usually what it comes back to. Stress with the kids. Stress over money. Feeling tired. Feeling like I cannot be bothered. Then before you know it, the day has gone a bit off track and you might as well have the biscuits as well. Not ideal, but that has been the pattern.

There is another part of this that matters more than looking decent in summer.

When I am stressed and off track, it spills into the rest of life as well. I get blunt. I get snappy. I am not as patient as I should be with my wife or the girls. I am not proud of that, and there is no point pretending otherwise.

So this blog is not here because I have always wanted to build an online fitness brand. Quite the opposite. I do not spend much time on social media and I am not interested in becoming one of those people who turns every meal and gym session into content.

I am doing this because private attempts are too easy to forget about. Too easy to water down. Too easy to pack in without anyone noticing.

Putting it online gives me nowhere to hide a bit.

The plan from here is simple enough. Keep training three times a week. Get food back under control. Track properly. Be honest about what is going on instead of writing the polished version. If I have a good week, I will say that. If I eat rubbish and go all over the place, that goes in as well.

Most weeks I will post the numbers, how training went, how food went, and what got in the way. Some weeks will read well. Some weeks will be me admitting I knew better and still made a mess of it.

That is probably the whole point.

If you are a busy parent trying to sort yourself out without pretending life is perfectly set up for it, you will probably get it.