It just came to me, I hadn’t really given it much thought and when I decided to keep a blog of my experience, it just popped in to my mind and I liked it. I have wanted to try and lose weight for YEARS and I was never able to do it. I started exercising a few times and after I got ‘the diagnoses’, I made an effort to change my diet. We stopped buying Coke and we’d pretty much already given up McDonalds already except for the occasional lapse (the move Fast Food Nation was a turning point for me). But none of it ever lasted and the end result was that I have gained weight, not lost it.
Anyway, as I thought about all that time I spent knowing that I SHOULD lose weight but didn’t; and as my concerns about dying early as a result of this decision started to really bug me, it seemed obvious that in a sense I WAS dying to be fat. My choice was to continue to be unhealthy and that it was very likely a decision that would lead to my early death.
Anyway, as I thought about all that time I spent knowing that I SHOULD lose weight but didn’t; and as my concerns about dying early as a result of this decision started to really bug me, it seemed obvious that in a sense I WAS dying to be fat. My choice was to continue to be unhealthy and that it was very likely a decision that would lead to my early death.
Yea, I’m not too complicated.
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