Three years ago I was tipping the scales at 252 on a 6'2 frame. Lethargic, out of shape, high BP....the works. Not good for a cop. I could still run bad guys down but to say I was out of shape was putting it nice.
Dr. told me to get it in check or face diabetes. Big slap in the face. Not getting the D word if I can help it.
So I went low carb and now tip the scales just shy of 220. Lost about 35 pounds. Been three years now and I have kept it off. Figured it was a shame to live so close to Monte Sano mountain and not take advantage of the trails. That used to crank my tractor as a kid: getting out and hiking.
So I took the family a few weeks ago up some of the moderate trails. Good time had by all.
But McKay Hollow? Difficulty level is extreme. Yeah, had to do it. Wanted to do it alone, just me and my gear. Went on to the Natural Well trail and conquered that one too. Took me four hours to navigate my way back to the car. And even though a couple of guys came RUNNING by me (yeah, running), I am still proud of this accomplishment. Three years ago it would have killed me.
But not today. Today my ankles are toast, but I am still here to tell the tale. And show some pics.
Get out there. It's good for the soul.
Regards.
Dr. told me to get it in check or face diabetes. Big slap in the face. Not getting the D word if I can help it.
So I went low carb and now tip the scales just shy of 220. Lost about 35 pounds. Been three years now and I have kept it off. Figured it was a shame to live so close to Monte Sano mountain and not take advantage of the trails. That used to crank my tractor as a kid: getting out and hiking.
So I took the family a few weeks ago up some of the moderate trails. Good time had by all.
But McKay Hollow? Difficulty level is extreme. Yeah, had to do it. Wanted to do it alone, just me and my gear. Went on to the Natural Well trail and conquered that one too. Took me four hours to navigate my way back to the car. And even though a couple of guys came RUNNING by me (yeah, running), I am still proud of this accomplishment. Three years ago it would have killed me.
But not today. Today my ankles are toast, but I am still here to tell the tale. And show some pics.
Get out there. It's good for the soul.
Regards.





