First and foremost, It is important for me to try and inspire other people that have struggled with weight loss in the past. It took me entirely to long to make this decision, but at the same time its something about having two new babies at home that can change a man.
To start, I need you to take a quick magic carpet ride with me to understand the scope of my faults. At my heaviest, I tipped the scales at I believe 385. Camp life was not good for your health for many reasons. Camp itself is where I found myself and have a lot to be thankful for, because of my 8 1/2 years there. Our cooks would cook more than required to feed the many staff that came through the kitchen daily. Most of it was fried food or fatty food. My intake consisted of daily doses of french fries, chicken patties, hamburgers (make that double cheeseburgers), french toast, sausage (oh my god, did I love those little sausage links) bacon, and one asinine cook, invented brown sugar bacon!!
Working on the side of a mountain the last thing I felt like doing was walking to campsite so I would drive the gator or kabota and some times even my Jeep. So you can see my life was not very good, the mental aspect was rough as well, which lead to more eating.
In 2005 things got so bad, that I was urinating quite a bit at night, and my mouth was constantly dry, like cotton mouth. I would drink a 32 oz bottle of water nightly, because my mouth was so dry. I called my mom who was coming to visit soon. She brought a glucometer to test my blood sugar and we found out that it was almost 800!!! Folks, the norm is 90-110!
My mom sent me to the doctor immediately and they put me on insulin and many other medications, to deal with such a terrible disease. I had let myself get away from me and was in for a very rough road.
From 2005 to 2008, I would battle Diabetes with good numbers, followed by bad numbers, followed by decent numbers, only to break bad, and bad numbers again. In 2008, I left camp to marry the love of my life. She had an immediate impact on my diabetes on a positive because she was a much better cook and she also cooked food that was a lot healthier. If I remember right, at some point in 2008 I remember weighing in at 350. So from 2008 to January 3, 2014 I would fluctuate between 350 and 333, bouncing around like a hopped up kid on pogo stick.
This is where the chapter and maybe the new book begin. January 4, 2014 is the day that I decided to go to my first meeting. This is where this blog is heading. I am going to start the next one and try and give you a week by week run down and how things are going.
Please let me know if you have questions or comments about my journey. I want to support you in your journey as well, until next time....
Peace, Love, and Jeeps!!
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