I don’t want to write this post.
But I know myself well enough to know that if I keep it inside my head nothing will happen. I need to “speak” things into reality. Once I’ve done that I have to live with it.
So here goes.
I am 30-40 pounds over weight. Now there are plenty of 50+ year old guys who will nod their head and say “Yeah, so?”. In my case there are a couple of “so whats” that I can’t ignore.
First – this is unhealthy for me. At this weight I begin the slide into pre-diabetes and maybe full blown diabetes after that. What other parts of my health may follow along are pretty obvious and I simply don’t want to go there. I’ve been to the edge of that cliff once already. Not ready to go back.
Second – I hate this version of me. Hate it. I’m tired, I feel old, my body aches, I can’t sing as well as I know I can, I get winded walking up hills. It sucks. I don’t look at myself in the mirror. I shave in the shower so I don’t have to look at myself. Yes, some of that is vanity. I was a leading man actor back in the day. I have an ego and some of that is tied to how I look.
Don’t get me wrong. I was never a male model look alike. But as this photo from 2009 shows I was a happy, slim version. This was still about 10 pound above where my doctor thought I should be. I’d be happy with this. At this weight my blood tests were all normal to good.
So here’s the deal. This morning I weighed in. And I’m putting it here to make it real.
Todays Weight – 205
Goal Weight 175
My weight in that photo.
Exercise. Better eating. Weekly weigh ins. Time to get serious.
Now it’s real.