I never thought it would get this far
Growing up I was always skinny. I joined the military right out of high school, and was in great shape in my 20s. Hit my 30s and put on a few pounds, heaviest I got was maybe 200lb. I'm 6'1" male, btw.
My wife got pregnant and had gestational diabetes. This caused us to improved our diets. Then I took up cycling. By 35 I was 175-180lb and in the best shape of my life. I even completed the Hotter n Hell 100 ride. I was able to get off GERD and blood pressure meds.
Fast forward 4 years to 2020. Dealing with stress, anxiety, and depression coming from a multitude of factors. I'm back up to 200lb, but still walking/jogging 4-5 miles a day. Stress, anxiety, work, depression,
Then I get really sick for a week, pretty sure it was Covid, but this was before wide spread testing. After that illness lockdown starts. Now we have two children to homeschool, one with special needs. Luckily my wife stays at home, so she becomes their teacher.
After year of lock down and homeschooling, things are finally starting to look normal again. Everything that is but me. I'm now 40 years old, 230 lbs, and my body is not happy. I have constant back pain and I feel constantly fatigued. It so bad I start dripping sweat with the littlest bit of activity. Like cleaning the kitchen. Last weekend I almost blacked out from mowing the lawn.
I'm back on GERD and blood pressure meds. I went to the doctor and all my blood work is perfect. Went to a cardiologist and my heart is healthy. No plague and everything is working fine. So basically I'm just out of shape.
I know I needed to lose weight. I don't want my picture taken. I had to finally breakdown and buy new clothes because I only had 2-3 shirts that still fit. I don't even like shower because I have to see my body in the mirror. But I kept telling myself, tomorrow will be the day I start losing weight.
Now this weekend my mom is visiting for the first time since Covid. So, of course we go out to eat and I have a bunch of fatty food for dinner. I got woken up at 3am by horrible reflux. Yet I decided to door dash donuts and sausage rolls for everyone, instead of making eggs and bacon for breakfast.
After eating I felt like such crap I had to lay down on the couch. I'm now watching my 68 year old mom run around and playing with my kids and knowing if I did that I would be sweating and out of breath, I decided I've had enough.
I got up poured out my coke and made some green tea. And there will be no excuses tomorrow for me not to go on a morning walk. No more excuses. No more telling myself I'll eat better tomorrow. The change is starting now.
I know 50 lbs may not seem like a lot to some people, but it's 30 more than I've had to lose in my entire life. I can't wait to feel comfortable in my own body again.
tl;dr - got fat, going to fix it
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