And even worse...If you remember, last January I had been "scared straight" so to speak. Having landed a few weeks before in the hospital with heart palpitations, I was concerned enough to have decided to turn my horrible health around and started eating better, reducing alcohol, and even some tacit attempts at regular exercise.
Well, I kept it up fairly well 'till about summertime when I started "losing my way" and fell back into old habits, much of which I erroneously blamed on Ric's bad influence.
It's not Ric, it's me, I have to take ownership of my own lifestyle choices, good or bad.
Well, of course, my weight steadily returned from a low in May of about 295 to what it is now: 327.
That's 9 pounds HIGHER than what my HIGH was at the dawn of 2008! And one pound higher than my all-time recorded high back in the fall of 2007!
Numbers on a scale don't hit home as much as visuals though, and it was only yesterday after editing some old video that I really noticed the difference. I compared my fat face in the New Year's Eve video (in which despite what I say, I am drunk) to the still fat but somewhat less so face in a video I did in May.
And the difference in physical abilities is noted too. In the video where Ric and I go to Universal in April, I did both parks in a day and I kept up with him. Today, especially after the experiences of the last time I went to the park and of course the fiasco of the Washington walkabout attempt, I fear going to the park since I know I can't walk even a small section anymore.
When it gets this bad, folks, you know somethings gotta be done.
They say you can't change out of a bad situation until you've hit rock bottom. Well I think I hit it.
I'll be so happy getting back into a regular regimented daily routine again starting on Monday. I need structure. I need discipline.
I need to step away from the computer and get off my fat ass.
Right now.
(BTW, the picture is NOT me of course, but I feel like it is!)