Tuesday, June 25, 2013
My old habit? exercising. Yes, I used to exercise especially when my husband was deployed to other parts of the world. My motivation was to look "GOOOOOD" when he would come home after being gone for months on end. I usually reached my goal and by the time he would come home my habit was already established so it was easy to continue. Well he retired from the military, life was ROUGH for about 18 months as he had no job, we had to leave our home and live in a camper of all things in the desert of Las Vegas. Depression took over and I just didn't care any more. I also got tested positive for hypothyroidism. The doc told me that the medicine that I would now have to take for the rest of my life would help with my weight issues. Well, so far it hasn't done anything for my weight (and yes, I am on the correct dosage according to the blood tests that I have to do every so often). Well now, I just got the news that the results of the heart monitor that I had to wear for 10 days came back saying that I have a heart problem. Mind you, all this time the doctor told me "no activity that will raise your heart rate" I was allowed to "walk around the block". The weight has been creeping up and up. I'm at the heaviest weight I have ever been in my life (and that counts with being 9 months pregnant with a 10 pound baby). So, today I have decided that SOMETHING has to change. I'm looking at buying a decent quality treadmill in the mext week. Still keeping to doctor's orders of not doing anything too strenuous, but I need to do something. Right now it's soooooooo darn hot and humid that walking outside isn't pleasurable. I'm also going to do some very LIGHT weight exercises for my arms as well.....going to start out light and slow. My husband is supportive as long as I don't drag him along with me....he's not anti-exercise....but he just doesn't have any desire to join me. I guess it's been the 30 plus years of the military FORCING him to be fit and exercise that now that he's no longer required to do it he just chooses not to. which is kind of sad because he's almost 300 pounds himself and I worry that he will either develop diabetes (it runs in his family) or have heart problems himself. I have expressed my concerned but it's not a concern to him....I can't change others, I can only change myself....so here I am.