I've lost 100 pounds twice, and both times gained it back. In 2012, I suffered a brain aneurysm after I had lost another 75 pounds. During recovery, I just ate, and ate, and ate, and now I'm back to the highest I've ever been. I shouldn't be here. The doctors say 95% of people who have a Stage 4 brain aneurysm do not survive, but I did. That was a tough thing for me to work through. I felt like I was just surviving on borrowed time. Why was I the lucky one? Why didn't I just die? I have decided that there is a purpose in my survival, and I don't want to squander that away. I have a 17-year-old daughter who will graduate Valedictorian of her high school this year. I want to be there as she finds her love somewhere in this universe and marry him. I have an amazing husband who knows me almost better than I know myself and is the love of my life. I have an amazing life. My only complaint is that I cannot fully enjoy it when I ache and hurt so much from arthritis and newly diagnosed diabetes. I am my own worst enemy it seems.
I found SparkPeople last week and gathered up enough hope to try losing weight "one more time." I was amazed at how easy the website was to maneuver, and when I found Spark Coach, I immediately joined because I really need all the help I can get.
As I haven't exercised in over 2 years, this week has been both exciting and challenging. I pulled out my walking videos and have begun walking a mile - just 15 minutes daily. I used to do 2 hours a day . . . but at least I've begun. I'm pretty sore tonight because I walked my mile this morning and then went shopping, came home and did housework, and between those 3 activities, let's just say I'm worn out.
My husband has been wanting me to keep a journal for years, and I never get to it, so this will make him happy. Here's to a new week. I am excited to feel and see changes that are a long time coming.