Sunday, October 19, 2014
I wish I could say I don't know how it happened but I do 266 pounds. Yep 266. It took a chest infection and a bout with dengue back to back to wake me out of my stupor. It sounds silly to some but if ebola passed through now it would be very difficult to survive due to my general health.
I swam twice this week. I am also going to weigh this morning so I have no illusions about where I am. I say 266 pounds but it could be anywhere between 260 and 270. (Probably closer to 270)
It was sad how my lungs were so damaged that it made it difficult to swim the first time. I could only do 500 meters. The second time I did 750 meters but I still have to stop all the time. I hope to be more aware of what I am eating and move more. My one pound a week is reasonable and doable. The drs I spoke to all say but you know what to do!? And I say yes I do; I pray I find the discipline and strength to kick the bad habits/depression to the curb.
Every time I start to work at it either my blood sugar revolts or I start feeling pain in my joints. Let us see what I can do differently this time if I go a little more gently into the regime. Since going hard is bad but doing nothing is also really, really bad. I also need to post a current picture.