Everyone has to start somewhere. My somewhere was my 47th birthday and 297 pounds. This is the heaviest I have EVER been. I needed to have a self intervention. I know from past experiences that I need a greater reason to lose weight. Just wanting to will work for a while, but then the cravings start and the temptations when you go out to eat. This is the beginning of the wheels coming off and you turn into the cookie monster. You need to have a good enough “WHY” to get you through the times when you want to quit. Sometimes it’s as simple as clothes don’t fit or the wedding or reunion is coming. Mine came in the form of a doctor telling me that I am a type 2 diabetic with high blood pressure and triglycerides. I have been forced to take medication for all of the issues.
I had to step back and take a look at everything. First things first, I need to take responsibility and ownership of the issue. I did all of this to myself. I ate my way into being a diabetic. I had no thoughts of how much food was going into my body. I would think nothing of having a full meal with a couple glasses of Pepsi and following it with a large sundae from a local place. I look back now and realize that the calorie count between the two items and the soda was over 2000 calories. That’s just for one meal and a snack. I had two other meals to account for. I was out of control, and I had no choice but to pack on the pounds.
Well, I finally put my foot down and said no more. I am not just going to band-aid the problem with medication. It was time for a reinvention of my diet and exercise program. I started off with a half-hearted try at eating better. It worked a little bit. Then I managed in 42 days to lose 4 pounds.
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