Getting back to where I once belonged
Tuesday, June 14, 2016
I'm frustrated with myself. I lost over 50 pounds, and they all found me. I helped them, of course -- they followed the trail of peanuts, and chips, and, well, you get the picture. So I'm back to square 1, wanting to lose 140 pounds and get healthy. My thin as a rail, strong as an ox dad has been felled by complications of Type II diabetes -- he had a major heart attack over Memorial Day weekend, had 3 stents put in, went into congestive heart failure, and had a second minor heart attack. Future angioplasties are ruled out because he also has kidney issues.
This isn't going to happen to me.
I'm flirting with disaster, and it ends TODAY. Back to walking each morning. Back to tracking every bite of food. Back to measuring and portion control. Back to staying hydrated. Back to being part of the Spark community.
I have no excuses. I have no good reasons. Stress is NOT a free pass to the pantry, or an excuse to sleep rather than exercise.
It's line in the sand time (ok, for the umpteenth time, but it is time!) Time to rebuild the good habits that helped me 5 years ago. Time to reconnect with old friends and make some new ones. It's time to step on the scale, be accountable, and get back to where I was. Time to forgive myself, and get over the past.
It's a new day. A fresh start. A renewed journey.