I Was Ready To Give Up – Forever

In January of 2020 emotionally, I was at my lowest, and conversely, my weight was at its highest.
 
I had been beaten down.
I was Springsteen’s “dog who was kicked too much.”
I was a shadow of the person I once was.
 
I was woefully suffering at hands intent on crushing the last breath from my lungs. I was at a point so low I was living a life dominated by the comfort of despair. That low point led me to give serious consideration to the one “irreversible” option.
 
In my heart, at that time, I believed it was the ONLY escape from the torture and torment which was being inflicted. I knew not if it would be a painless solution, but I believed it to be a prudent one.
 
Yet, thankfully, for some unknown reason, I did not take that leap to the other side. Instead, I planted my feet firm. I lowered my head and decided to go toe to toe with the bastards in my life, to try and uncover and rediscover a mind and body that were once brimming with vigor, strength and power. I fought against the obese and obesity that had shrouded my being. I fought to shake free the yokes of the oppressors which had controlled me, and were taking from me any enjoyment of the gift of life — stifling and strangling that life from me.
 
That robbed me of living a better life.
That had brought me to a state of ill-health.
That had pushed me to embracing the demons. Effort was required.
 
I didn’t go from 375lbs to completing triathlons in less than 18 months in one giant step.
 
It took —
–One meal at a time.
–One workout at a time.
–One moment at a time.

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