Between the hives/rash itching that has lasted FIVE months (and are still going on), the ongoing stress, job losses, other health issues...its been one hell of a year. I've thrown more than my share of parties this year too, unfortunately they've been pity parties, table for one, but the food while amazing left me vacant and hollow. When I look back at where I was a year ago or even 18 months ago, my fitness level was so much higher. I was walking 2 to 3 miles per day, I was doing circuit training 6 days per week, my weight was about 20 pounds lighter but my over all fitness level was astonishing. I could walk circles around my thinner friends...and now thats gone.
I know that a lot of this is because of health issues. The medications I've taken over the past year have not been kind to my body. My blogging has been sporadic because quite frankly I just haven't had much of anything positive to say. HUGE thank yous to those of you who reached out to me during some of my blackouts I just can't say enough how much your kind words have kept me going this year.
I guess if I were looking for rock bottom, this would be it. The short one mile walk that was so easy isn't as easy as it once was. I would park at the back of the parking lot and walk to the store, now I find myself driving from one side of the shopping center to the other. I find myself making excuse after excuse why I can't go places or do things that require walking. I feel like I'm back where I was when I first started this blog.
I wonder if the five months of itching and hives are because of my diet, perhaps my body is rebelling against me? Perhaps its trying to force me to take action in the form of a permanent lifestyle change. Perhaps its saying its broken and its had enough. I can only say that if you have your health, cherish it. If you can power through your work out, embrace it. I long for that feeling again.
Oh sure I've had moments where I've been ready to fight again. I've had moments where I've felt strong and I felt like I was on track and making progress. Lately those moments have been few and far between. Lately I feel like I'm just too far gone and I feel like I need an intervention of epic proportion. I always said I'd never go on the show Biggest Loser, after watching the finale last night I realized I would go on the show. Of course I'm sure they have the January cast already and my body is to the point where I can't wait around for the next show. I have to take action now.
As I type those words, words I've expressed in so many ways, so many times before, tears start to form and I instinctively make reservations for that pity party, table for one but somewhere, deep down, on some level, I have to believe I'm capable of changing. Those tears can not flow today. I have to believe that I can fight and win this war I'm waging within myself. No one else can do this for me. No amount of support or encouragement from others can make ME take the right actions, only I have the power to take those actions. This is completely in my hands. Its up to me. So now I have to ask myself the hard questions...do I believe in myself? Am I worth it? Can I fight for just one minute and turn that minute into another and those minutes into hours and those hours into days? This body is running on empty, running out of time. Well whats it going to be? Can I save myself?
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