I’m in shock actually. I took three steps on the scale this morning to let it sink in. What you see above is the lowest of the three, and the first step on the scale. The two after were 1 tenth of a pound higher, but it was consistent so I and taking the lowest and running away! It’s been more than two decades since I’ve been this light, and more near three. The last time I can recall stepping on the scale and being given a number below 240 I was in my mid-twenties. I can recall gong to the gym and rowing a lot in those years trying desperately to shed some weight and not being able to get under 235. Hours and hours rowing and running and nothing! My weight would not budge! I was demoralized and gave up, trying to be content with being fat.
Little did I know it was the food all along! The food was making me fat. My body simply didn’t like it very much and decided to swell in every direction. go figure, it would take something like 25 years until I would figure it out and be willing to make the change. Gives new meaning to, “FML”! I’m not dead yet and I seem to be getting much healthier by the day, so let’s get on with it already and make some good life outta the old one.
Have you ever had one of those moments when you start to understand that you’ve been waiting for something to happen, but you weren’t sure what it was? That happened to me today. I seem to have been waiting to figure out how to solve this problem I had and putting everything else on hold, or at least on hold in my mind, until this very tough nut was cracked. This nut appears cracked because I have no intentions of diverting from the path. This is the way!
I’m going to spend some time on the MTB this weekend on top of doing my taxes. The goal is to get as stress free as possible and get my taxes done. For once there’s money coming back and I need it to cover my vacation this year. It’s gonna be a great year!