Tuesday, April 11, 2017
I'm home. And I'm so very, very glad to be here ~ here in my physical home, here in my happy place, here on SparkPeople, here on my program.
I've been MIA for a couple of weeks due to the death of one of our very closest friends in life. His death was not a surprise, but never-the-less hits hard. His name was David and his death was 100% preventable. His death was a wake up call. Again.
David died because he was a type 2 diabetic that ate anything he wanted and drank like a fish. He liked to say that he lived life to the fullest, and yet he shortened his own by his own actions. He was only 72 years old.
I do not have diabetes. But I am overweight and have been most of my life. The consequences of me continuing to eat and drink whatever I want, whenever I want could easily be the same as David's. I have faced significant health challenges due to my weight. Prior to weight loss surgery, I had a fatty liver, was pre-diabetic, had stomach issues and was not able to walk much at all due to injuries and orthopedic issues at birth. I had the surgery because I was no longer able to exercise enough to get the weight off on my own.
For me, surgery was life-changing. I lost a good amount of weight and most of my internal health issues were reversed. But I still am overweight. I still have orthopedic problems with my legs and feet (and shoulders and elbows and neck and and and) and I always will. However, they can be significantly less painful with less weight to haul around.
So I found SparkPeople a few years ago. For a couple of years I dabbled in it sporadically. This year (except for the past 2 weeks), I've been consistent, committed and persistent. I'm approaching things differently. I'm looking for health, working at rebuilding my strength and stamina. Weight loss is a side-benefit, but not the only goal. I've joined challenges and teams, even volunteering to be a co-leader on the Spring 5% Challenge for the Weight Warrior team. I'm (gasp) exercising.
I now know that I need to be active and involved every day. Reading your blogs inspires me. Hearing your stories spurs me on. Losing David shows me very graphically what will happen if I give in. A great big THANK YOU goes out to those of you who noticed I was missing and fussed over me. I love you for that. Those messages are a part of being home.
So, here I am. Home again. And so happy to be here.