So I have been gained and lost weight my whole life. Started when I was a kid. I lost 50 pounds in 9th grade because a popular kid kept picking on me and I asked him if I lost 50 pounds, would he stopped. he said yes, I lost the weight, and he did.
Most of the times when I have lost weight, it morphed into constantly weighing myself, trying to hit a goal, and talking about it. Even when I felt good, I kept going. I lost weight quick every time. I have lost over 200 pounds three times in the last 15 years…
And I do not want to go back to that.
This time is truly different. Yes, every time is “truly different”. But in this scenario, I could barely walk last year. I was out of breath all the time. And honestly, I would only do things that did not involve any walking. That includes shopping.
When I started to lose weight, life came back to me. I did not lose weight quickly like I normally do. And I did not use a scale daily. But when I would be able to do a normal function, I would see where I was on the scale. When clothes fit that have not in the past, or I could fit in a chair that I never could, or a seatbelt clocked, or I could tie my shoes, I wanted to see where I was numerically.
And this week, I did something I have not done in…I do not even remember at this point. I randomly put my hands behind my back and held them. I did it without thinking and then realized I have not done this in years.
So I went on the scale…down 171 pounds.
The number is great, but the fact I can live makes me happy. So many good things are happening in my life, and while I do not believe in luck, I do believe in karma, and good things do happen to good people. Slowly I am morphing into what I want to be. In all aspects. I am happy, and while I have struggles (like everyone), they are not consuming my thoughts daily.
So just wanted to let you know where I am. And that…is I am in a good place.
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This morning I woke up with some brutal arthritis pain. It’s a cool, super foggy morning here in NH, and the humidity was 100%. All of my aches and pains at 68 are directly related to my blithe and reckless behavior in my teens and twenties. Drag racing on highways, rampant drug and alcohol use, motorcycle accidents, car wrecks, violent fights, the physical abuse I suffered as a child, the absolutely careless way I treated my body, the list goes on.
Today? I wake up and do the exercises recommended by docs and my favorite PT person. I no longer drink or do drugs. Some days I slap on a lidocaine patch, like today. But the great news is I’m actively trying to not make my own symptoms worse. And on days when I feel like a regular human? I certainly appreciate it. Sounds like you’re grateful for what you have. I’m grateful you can share those victories with us.
Have a good day!
Fantastic Tony!💪🏻