It’s time for me to come out of the gray doldrums. After a week back on Weight Watchers, I’m already feeling better about my eating habits. Yes, I’ve been here before and on Weight Watchers, but so be it. Even if it takes 5, 10, 20 or more times, then that’s what it will take. Besides, I think there’s some positivity to yo-yo dieting. For all those times I stopped and pushed the reset button, I never let myself get over a certain weight. I ate healthier for long periods when during that same time frame I could have been binging crazily. Right now I might have been halfway to being on the show “My 600lb Life” (TLC network) if I hadn’t stopped overeating. So yes, here I go again, but at least I’m going to do something.
My motivation is not only to feel better, but the carrot stick this time is to be slimmer for Disneyland. If I lose weight, and get in better shape, I may be able to give up a wheelchair while there (I cannot stand on forty-minute-plus lines and walk all over and stand some more).
It was indeed spinal stenosis that had me in the chair the last two times. When we went to Disneyland in September of 2015, my joints hurt so badly that the only thing that helped was to take a steaming, hot bath at midnight. There were a few times walking when it felt as if someone was kicking my legs out from under me. That was the stenosis that I didn’t know was starting to invade the spinal cord.
I promised myself that if I don’t lose weight, there’s no way I’m letting my daughter, Jana, push me at a heavier weight when she has back issues herself. So I’m going to start walking. Not easy for me only because my nose runs like a faucet, and I get super hot and sweaty. That’s a miserable feeling. But, I have to do it or try hard. If it’s too much, then I’ll return to swimming at the club in our old town. Time will tell.
My motivational pictures:
My girl, Jana, in front of Paradise Pier Hotel’s lobby Christmas tree. And above, the pier at Disney’s California Adventure
We have another Disney trip in the planning stages for this December. I have eight months to get my shit together. It won’t be easy, but anything worth time and effort in succeeding is never a breeze. At the very least, I’m wanting to start out at Disneyland using a walker with a seat on it. Rolling up my sleeves and going to get to it now!