Over this last weekend a man my husband worked with for over 2 years died. The doctor said without question the man literally ate himself to death. His only health problem was his being overweight, out of the blue he went into a coma, then his kidneys and liver just quit working. Within 3 weeks he was gone. When my husband called me and told me, I felt like I had come out of a fog. I got off the phone and just let the news sink in. I have been messing around with losing weight, but have given up for a while. I got on one site and it had a BMi calculator. I came up with a 48.1, I then entered what my husbands co-worker weighed and his height and his BMI was 48.2. A point 1 difference. I made my mind up then and there that I was not messing around anymore.
I realized that I may not have a next year, or a next week if I keep going this way. I am not trying to scare anyone, just trying to share what I feel.
I cleaned out the cabinets and the fridge, and I am doing healthy. Exercise is on my plate daily. I have a long way to go and I will be here to keep me motivated.
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