Wednesday, April 03, 2013
I love to read blogs. Not just here on SparkPeople but out in the real world too. I like mommy blogs, and home decor blogs, and funny blogs and sewing blogs. And I like fitness and weight loss blogs too. I have always admired those who openly put their weight struggles out there for the world, their successes and their failures.
One blog I liked to read in the past was by a woman who called herself "The Token Fat Girl". Lorrie, a beautiful girl in her 20's was morbidly obese and wrote about her weight loss attempts but also about looking your best regardless of weight. She did a series on how to dress the very plus size figure. She was an artist who created jewelry, designed websites and tons of other artistic ventures.
Lorrie quit blogging about her weight loss a year or so ago. I can imagine it would get old after a while. But I kept up with her through Twitter and other bloggers who were friends with her and occasionally mentioned her. She did not know me at all, I was just an anonymous reader.
On a Thursday last month, Lorrie turned 30 years old. The next morning, she got up, worked out on a treadmill and then had a heart attack an died.
That, my friends, hit me hard. No she wasn't a friend so it wasn't that I lost someone close or anything like that,-no sympathy for me only for her family and friends- but that you could be 30 years old and have a heart attack and die.
That is obesity. That's what it can do. And it scared me. I may not be morbidly obese but I am 10 years older and I am technically obese. Every time I have stepped on the treadmill for the last two weeks, I have thought about it. I don't think it is any coincidence that I have stepped up my game on weight loss since then even if I didn't really make the connection right away.
Now I don't know if Lorrie had an underlying condition. I know that most 30 year-olds, even if they are very obese don't have heart attacks but I think it would be foolish to think that her weight didn't play a role. A significant role. That is nothing against her, she was wonderful. She was doing her best to try to get healthy, right up to the end.
It is such a sad story that has just really hammered the facts home to me. It's not just about appearance, or even feeling better or running marathons. It is about saving your/my life. Obesity can kill you.
Right now I am healthy. My blood pressure is good, I'm not diabetic. I don't have any illnesses or take any medications. But I am obese and my weight can either go up and put me into a higher risk category or it can go down and improve my health. With two sweet babies who need their mama around for a long, long time. Down is my only option.