Welcome to the blog of journey. Yesterday, I had to go to the doctor because my leg started swelling. I weighed in at my heaviest ever 483 pounds. HOLY @#$( was my first thought, I'm 17 pounds away from 500. My health has gotten noticeably worse in the last few months. I make plans to try and work and eat right but then I get around food and I'm screwed. I have no will power. I've gained about 35 pounds since the 1st of the year. and 80 in the last year and a half. What is stupid about the whole thing, is that I know what I need to do and just can't mentally get myself to do it. So that is why I"m doing this, I'm blogging my every venture, I will even blog my every meal if I have to just to keep accountable. I'm 30 years old, I should have plenty of life left, but at this pace who knows. I've got doctors scheduling wanting to schedule heart specialist appointments for me. That is SCARY. I don't have kids yet, I want them but obviously my weight is keeping that from happening.
Let me start from the beginning, I was raised by my grandparents from birth. God love my grandma, rest her soul, but she didn't cook the healthiest meals ever. She cooked with bacon grease and man was it awesome. Plus, if her baby boy didn't eat at least two plates, she was wondering if I was sick. I then went to college, that is where I really ballooned. Late night runs for cheese fries 4 nights a week didn't help. Plus, all the junk food I buy with my meal points. Towards the end of college, I got serious about losing weight and lost about 30 pounds almost getting back under the 300 mark. Well, then finals hit and life happened and I went back the other way. Then I got married and my wife likes to bake. Problem is I like to eat and eat a lot. Obviously that is why I am here today.
My health issues are what is bringing this around, I'm on high blood pressure medicine, I have an ulcer on my leg that we've been treating for over a year and can't get it completely healed so I can't get cleared to exercise until it is healed. I have TERRIBLE sleep apnea, and a variety of other things. Shockingly, as of my last blood work about a month ago, I'm not a diabetic, but I will be if I don't do something.
I'm praying that this will help me stay accountable. I'm praying that this will be the change that God wants to do something big with my life. Thanks in advance for your support.
