It seems since I was little, I was always bigger than most other kids. I didn't seem fat, just bigger.
Now, when I look back at pictures, I wonder if I was ever that skinny.
Two months ago I was heading the wrong direction, right for 300 pounds. In fact, on the doctor's scale I reached it. But, that was with clothes, and after work, so I rationalized. The reality was, my weight was preventing me from living my life like I wanted.
I like to be active. I like to go to events. I like roller coasters and thrill rides. Now, I am limited in my activities, I have to force myself into uncomfortable seats, and I have to make sure there isn't a weight limit before I get on a ride.
Of course, there are also the health issues. I have high blood pressure and sleep apnea. I have to sleep with a mask to get a good night's sleep. And, of course, allow the rest of the house to sleep without my snoring.
Where did this weight come from? I have completed marathons and olympic distance triathlons. I have run a 25 minute 5K race and a 56 minute 10K.
Apparently, once I hit 40, my metabolism stopped working. Well, that and a broken ankle on Thanksgiving day one year, which meant no activity for a few weeks during the worst part of the year. Then there were two surgeries a few years later that added to the down time.
But, these are excuses. Time to get rid of the weight to get on with my life.
Saturday, July 4, 2009
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