I've stopped poisoning myself this past month. Although I have slipped a few days, my goal of 10g of sugar during the week has been fairly consistent. I've reacquainted myself with my Olympic rings and have begun running and cycling more often.
I haven't given up bread, but that is next to go in February. I rode up to Mt. Baldy with some friends this month. It's a drag to have to pull so much weight up a mountain but that's motivation to get lighter.
Happy New Year. 2017 did a real number on me. Many positive things happened like the birth of my son, Ethan James. At the same time, I lost sight of my personal goals due to stress and the changes that occurred in my life. I started to become someone whose values didn't align with the best version of myself. It happens, but it ends now.
This is an interesting bit of a post. It was hard to keep going with this story because I got derailed. I got derailed in a way that changed my life. This blog post was supposed to chronicle my next steps and all the information I learned from Rick. That changed when I realized that it would take several blog posts to complete and wouldn't be suitable for a blog format. So, I started writing a book instead.
I was highly motivated to kick this cholesterol thing. I made it through Thanksgiving and started a fitness program in December. It's a program that I had done several times in the past and had some success with. It's an ipod workout program called Fitter U and it's designed by a guy called Yuri Elkaim. The program is three months long and it starts you from a zero base level of fitness and progressively gets you into competent condition. The download to your ipod and the pdf files is $99 dollars and I feel like over the years I got my moneys worth.
I lost 50 lbs in 6 months. Since then I have hovered around 190 to 185 comfortably. I've never been this healthy or happy with my physical well being in my life. I have become an avid cyclist and try to get out every weekend. I never saw myself living this way or being a "health nut" as Monica calls me. The reasons I got as big as 235 (again, mind you. I was as big as 245 in my 20's but that's another story) were the usual ones. Busy life, work. Being a parent and that first year of sleep deprivation and trauma. That first picture was at Julian's first birthday party. His first year of life is what I call "the lasagna year" What we ate was primarily frozen food that had to be thawed and delivered loads of calories in short order. I was not happy having my picture taken. My reaction to my self image was "I don't care. Who am I trying to impress?" These were just excuses that I gave myself, I realize now. I knew I could do better but was not willing to make the lifestyle changes necessary to positively make a change.
Then, the doctors visit. This was in November around his first birthday.