Like most life-altering issues, my problem with health and wellness started off small – I’d be a little out of breath going up the stairs, needed to recline my car seat back a little further…went up a size. Nothing too drastic, which is why I was shocked to look down and see I weighed 233 pounds.
I stepped off the scale and thought, “How did this happen? Where did the weight come from? What do I do now?” So I did what any normal person would do: nothing. Sure I told myself I’d eat out less, exercise more – switch to diet soda. But the fact of the matter is, I only did those things for a week or two. It wasn’t until my general practitioner said I was putting myself in danger of becoming Diabetic that I thought, “Shit, this is serious.”
For some reason, Diabetes never seemed like something that could happen to me. Whenever I heard the word, I thought of old people who had to prick themselves with needles and feared losing their limbs. It seemed so foreign. But here it was, getting closer and closer with each helping of fries.
I decided I didn’t want to get Diabetes. But more than that, I wanted to be well. I wanted to be healthy. I wanted to have a chance. As most of you probably know, saying those things is easy. Doing those things is a lot harder. So I hope this section of my blog will provide you with hope, inspiration, and much needed support. Be advised that I am still very much on the journey, and far from the destination, but it’s better to be on the path to wellness, than on the couch eating cheese doodles.