silenthunterstudios
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I've gone and ranted and raved several times over the years of how I want to lose weight. I've changed habits, adopted different things, but still kept my unhealthy mental fascination with food, and the usage of food as a reward (yes I know I give my pups a treat when they're good).
Due to my obesity and size, my dreams when I was in my 20's were reduced to a few long walks in easily accessible parks. I'm going to be 36 soon, on the downward slope to 40. I have been battling the bulge, really back on the wagon, since about May of last year. I might've even posted a thread about it. I think I was exhausted after a long drive into the mountains for my father for a tractor wheel, and wanted to go for a kayak trip in an area of the Susquehanna between York and Lancaster.
I have been going to Scott Gossmans campout for some time now, but have never stayed the night. I have attended a wilderness survival class by Kevin Estela. The biggest thing I took away from that is that I can survive, but not at this size.
In the fall, I had another impetus, one of them being that a lot of heavy and not so heavy people had lost amazing amounts of weight, at work, on here and in my general circle (not orbital circle
). I started walking a mile every night, and three miles on the weekends. I cut out all sodas, flavored teas, snack foods etc. I had a setback, after losing about twenty pounds, had wisdom teeth extracted and I fell off the walking wagon for a couple weeks. Got back on it a couple months ago, and feel better.
Last week, I had some chest tightness/right arm pain and tightness in my legs, which prevented me from walking, and I eventually went to the ER, where they kept me for a few days. I didn't have a heart attack or stroke but had all of the symptoms of them, and they determined it was my weakened heart due to diabetes and sleep apnea. Not what you want to hear at 36, or any age. So, I've cut my ties to breads/pasta/rice/potatoes etc, been checking my sugar as opposed to maybe once a couple months before, and have made an appt for a follow up sleep study.
I walk a mile every night in northwestern Harford County, as some call it God's country. It is beautiful, especially at night. I am looking for some things that I can do to build stamina, and muscle and lose weight. I do take diabetic meds, and those make weight loss harder, but the fact that I was still eating bad stuff was the culprit. I am scared to death that the coming hot weather will have an impact on stamina, and the mile will be decreased to a half mile. I have swelling of the legs and feet, a broken leg that has healed incorrectly because of all the weight it has to cart around, a broken spine that has healed incorrectly because of the same, and broken ribs and chest cartilage, that have healed incorrectly because, you guessed it, of all the weight. I know I'm going to live life with those issues, but I don't want to force my body to carry that cargo around. It's preventing me from getting out and doing what I've wanted to do.
It's kind of do it or die now, I don't want to end up in the hospital long term, stroke, whatever. I've got an appt with the podiatrist coming up Friday, appts with the optometrist next week, the endocrinologist and nutrititionist coming up and a sleep study next weekend. I don't want to do all of these things, but in ten years, when I am in a tent on a nice spring night in the mountains after hiking ten miles that day, I'll be glad I'm not laying in a hospital bed wishing I was on the trail like I did last week.
Due to my obesity and size, my dreams when I was in my 20's were reduced to a few long walks in easily accessible parks. I'm going to be 36 soon, on the downward slope to 40. I have been battling the bulge, really back on the wagon, since about May of last year. I might've even posted a thread about it. I think I was exhausted after a long drive into the mountains for my father for a tractor wheel, and wanted to go for a kayak trip in an area of the Susquehanna between York and Lancaster.
I have been going to Scott Gossmans campout for some time now, but have never stayed the night. I have attended a wilderness survival class by Kevin Estela. The biggest thing I took away from that is that I can survive, but not at this size.
In the fall, I had another impetus, one of them being that a lot of heavy and not so heavy people had lost amazing amounts of weight, at work, on here and in my general circle (not orbital circle
). I started walking a mile every night, and three miles on the weekends. I cut out all sodas, flavored teas, snack foods etc. I had a setback, after losing about twenty pounds, had wisdom teeth extracted and I fell off the walking wagon for a couple weeks. Got back on it a couple months ago, and feel better. Last week, I had some chest tightness/right arm pain and tightness in my legs, which prevented me from walking, and I eventually went to the ER, where they kept me for a few days. I didn't have a heart attack or stroke but had all of the symptoms of them, and they determined it was my weakened heart due to diabetes and sleep apnea. Not what you want to hear at 36, or any age. So, I've cut my ties to breads/pasta/rice/potatoes etc, been checking my sugar as opposed to maybe once a couple months before, and have made an appt for a follow up sleep study.
I walk a mile every night in northwestern Harford County, as some call it God's country. It is beautiful, especially at night. I am looking for some things that I can do to build stamina, and muscle and lose weight. I do take diabetic meds, and those make weight loss harder, but the fact that I was still eating bad stuff was the culprit. I am scared to death that the coming hot weather will have an impact on stamina, and the mile will be decreased to a half mile. I have swelling of the legs and feet, a broken leg that has healed incorrectly because of all the weight it has to cart around, a broken spine that has healed incorrectly because of the same, and broken ribs and chest cartilage, that have healed incorrectly because, you guessed it, of all the weight. I know I'm going to live life with those issues, but I don't want to force my body to carry that cargo around. It's preventing me from getting out and doing what I've wanted to do.
It's kind of do it or die now, I don't want to end up in the hospital long term, stroke, whatever. I've got an appt with the podiatrist coming up Friday, appts with the optometrist next week, the endocrinologist and nutrititionist coming up and a sleep study next weekend. I don't want to do all of these things, but in ten years, when I am in a tent on a nice spring night in the mountains after hiking ten miles that day, I'll be glad I'm not laying in a hospital bed wishing I was on the trail like I did last week.
