I Awoke one morning
Tuesday, December 27, 2011.
I awoke that morning and I got out of bed. Well, almost. What I did was roll on to my left side and got my left arm under me. I then swung my right leg up in the air and then down in an arc while pushing up with my left arm. In this manner I propelled myself in to a sitting position.
Once there, I took my two blood pressure medications and prepared to push my body in to a standing position so I could start my day.
As I sat there, still clearing the morning cobwebs from my mind, reminding myself that I didn’t have work, that I was still on vacation, I came to a remarkable realization.
I was tired of being fat.
I realized I was ready to do something about it.
I was ready to change my life.
To this day I cannot tell you what clicked.
I only know that something did.
It was three years ago today. One-thousand and ninety-five days ago.
I awoke that morning.
Where would I be?
I have no clue the course my life would have taken had I not altered my trajectory. I wasn’t a little overweight. I was morbidly obese. I was FAT. I was more than 100 pound overweight. I was barreling towards an early demise. Worse? I didn’t seem to care. I wasn’t doing anything at all to exercise. I was eating a horribly unhealthy diet. I was drinking Diet Coke by the case full. 10-12 cans a day was not unusual for me. Five-thousand calories a day was not unusual for me.
I went for a walk. I remember it as a cold and gray day. Not sure if I remember that correctly but that is how I see it in my mind’s eye. I drove to the High School track and walked one mile and I sat down and I panted for ten minutes afterwards. And then I drove home.
Had I not done that…. What would have happened?
I took the first steps.
I haven’t stopped.
I lost weight fast. I changed my diet. I eventually gave up red meat and poultry. I increased my activity level as I decreased my intake. I lost the weight. I have kept it off for the most part.
Had I not started this Journey….
I would not have made many of the friendship I now have. I would not have developed others that have grown stronger. I would not be in the cycling world. I would not have the life I have now. I might not have a life. I might not be alive..
Where would I be? I would be fifty-three and fat, assuming I did not succumb to high blood pressure and heart disease. I am not trying to be dramatic here. This is fact. My odds were very bad. My health was deteriorating. It was getting ugly.
Here I am.
It has never gotten easy
I figured on this early on my Journey.
I figured it would never get easy. It might get easier. Never easy. I was right.
The temptations are still there. They still tempt me. I made the mistake of thinking I could indulge. I was wrong. The weight came back fast. I blew up to 235 pounds FAST. I fixed it. I refocused. The weight is coming down. The holiday season has been harder this year. Not sure why but it has been. It has not gotten easy. It hasn’t really gotten any easier.
The traps are still there. Portion size increased as it had to once I went in to maintenance mode. The portion size increased too much and the weight started to climb. Scaled that back. Fought to control it. Getting better at it. Weight is stabilized and starting to come down again.
It has never become easy. I expect it never will.
Beating the odds
I am beating the odds.
The odds said that I would gain back fifty percent or more of what I had lost within one year of reaching my goal weight and within two years I would have gained it all back. The statistics are depressing.
I am beating the odds. More than 2 years after hitting my target weight I am still within 20 pounds of it and I am back on the downward trend.
I slipped. I gained some back. I overate. That was much more the issue than my activity level, though that two has slipped some. Plenty of reasons but no excuses.
I will not give up or give in.
I am not going to fail.
I will not be fat again.
Where I am now
Saturday, December 27, 2014
One-Thousand Ninety-Six Days later where am I now? I am fit. I am off the BP meds. My at rest heart rate is 64 Beats Per minute. I can cycle 75+ miles. I can hike and climb.
I am a “near” vegetarian. I don’t eat red meats or poultry. I still eat fish a couple of times a week but for the most part I follow a vegetarian diet.
I spend a great deal of time with my wife and my boys. I have the energy now. The Younger one likes to walk with me. He counts my bleacher sets when we go to the school track. The Older one likes to watch TV with me. We also go for walks sometimes.
Missus and I walk together and have date-night a couple of times a month.
I work 11-12-hour days at my regular job and I work Saturdays most weekends at the bike shop. I cut back on the Sundays. I needed the rest… Come Spring I will get back to leading the Sunday Rides (I Hope).
Mostly where I am is in a good place in my mind.
I am happy where I am right now. Not happy that I gained weight back. Mad as hell at myself about that. Happy that I cared and stopped it. Glad that I go it at 25 pounds and not at 75.
I am loving riding, hiking, walking.
I am loving having the energy to keep up with my boys.
I am loving the sense that I have control over this.
I am happy with the person I am now and pleased that the growth continues and I am still moving forward on the Journey.
I still have a plan. I still have my goal.
I awoke on that Tuesday morning.
I am glad that whatever it was finally clicked in.