I woke up. I felt emotional. I hate my body right now. My obesity disables to me from being able to be all I can be, to be all I want to be. My body has betrayed me. Doing something has simple as 60 seconds of jumping jacks causes immense pain to my both of my knees and the motion of jumping when you have belly fat and excess fat on your rear is also very painful and just gross to watch. It makes me angry. In my head I can run, fast, for a long time. I can run a marathon. But my body...It has other plans. How frustrating to not be in the same place as your body.
I havent worked out in several days. Not because I dont want to. But because (and I hate this word) I cant. I had a yard sale Friday and Saturday that was very physically tasking. I attempted to do Jillian Michaels 30 day shred as I have been on Saturday. The moment I started doing those goddamn jumping jacks I knew it was a bad idea. I tried to keep going but the pain in both my knees was so severe I had to stop and go cry. Cry because it hurt and cry because I am sick to death of this fat. This fat that just sits on my body preventing me to do anything. Who the fuck does it think it is?! Go away fat! (I yell that a lot when I work out) So now what? Between my horrible genetics which will claim my body for osteoporosis, arthritis, heart disease, mental illness, brittle bones, etc...What do I do? Im 29 years old and I have arthritis in my hands, 2 bad knees, hips that constantly hurt and lower back pain. Not to mention diabetes. I wake up everyday thinking about my health. Im scared. I watch members of my family wake everyday with pain. Bad circulation in their legs, bursitis, diverticulitis, painful varicose veins and plethora of ailments that many could have been prevented or managed. So why werent they? Same old reason. Ya cant fight city hall? No one in my family really believes going to the doctor lol They will lie to you, they just want your money, they're full of shit.
NOT I, says this fat chick. Cuz guess what? This chick now has health insurance as August 1, 2011. I am finally going to get the care I need. I will fix these this things that I can. I will relieve this pain I have. I have never looked more forward to going to the doctor in my life. I want to live. Long, and healthy and happy. I am desperate for life.
I went into this journey wanting to lose weight and get healthy. Very simple. But how I could not have known how unsimple this would be and how many emotions and other feelings it would bring up. I am here creating a new person. I wont just be Lea, now thin and healthy. I will be a whole new person. I will look at food differently, I will think about it differently. I want to run that marathon one day. Soon.
Do or Die people...Those are your choices. Dont let another day pass you by with another excuse why you "cant".