Wake Up Call
Sunday, October 21, 2018
I'm back. I learned something recently that really bothers me. I weigh more than my dad.
I. WEIGH. MORE. THAN. MY. DAD.
He is not a small man. This has me seriously thinking, what the f#$! is wrong with me that I let myself get so bad?
So I'm back on Spark. Weighing more than my dad, as horrifying as that is to me, is not the only reason for my return. I'm also tired. Tired of looking in the mirror and seeing a bloated version of my face. Tired of looking down and not being able to see my feet. Tired of being winded by the time I get to me desk at work because I had to walk up a flight of stairs. Tired of being tired all the time.
I stopped drinking pop a couple of weeks ago. I've had a few slip ups, but my overall consumption is way down. It is a good start, but I need to do more. I need to start planning ahead and counting calories because I know that is what works.