Have you ever gotten to a point where you’ve saw the path you were on was no longer leading to a destination you desire? One step on the bathroom scale and I have blown past that point a long time ago. I don’t desire to die young. I don’t desire to live uncomfortably or in pain. I don’t desire to be a drain on our healthcare system as I age or even my family members should I ever need care. I’m too young to feel this old. Knee pains. Digestive discomforts. 34 is not ancient and I should just be getting my second wind in life. I don’t want to settle in and slide slowly down the decline.
I’ve tried many times before to get my health in order. I have the knowledge of how to do it, what I have consistently lacked is the motivation to see it through. Losing weight is one of the hardest things one will ever do, and yet it is only simple math. The body is a machine but the mind is the obstacle that needs convincing.
So where am I going with all of this? I would like to keep a record of my attempt to regain control of myself. Further entries will mostly contain my weight loss attempts.
~Cam
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