Its funny how often the wheels run off the wagon. I am speaking of my resolve when it comes to food control. I've had really great success in getting myself to the threshold of an excellent body weight 3 times now only to let it slip away. So here I am at work again. Hoping to overcome the inertia that is driving my weight upward again and get it going down to my ultimate goal of sub 190 lbs or 85 kg. I have even more good reason to get that lower body weight at this time. I am having joint pain that is affecting my knees. The additional 10 to 12 lbs I gained over the summer is amplified in walking or jogging with painful results. And besides, my clothes aren't fitting. For a short time, wearing a blue wrist band was enough to remind me that I should maintain my daily resolve. Now one of my riding mates is training for a triathlon. It is something I wish I could do. Maybe with gentle progress, I can accomplish something similar.
On July 31st, I died.... After having several weeks of discomfort in my neck and jawline, I made an appointment to see my PCP to determine what was going on. The consensus seemed to center around a gall bladder problem. But he suggested that we should rule out cardiac. Once I got over to the hospital, I had a wait of 20 minutes or more before I was sent up to my room. Immediately I was taken for a chest x-ray. Once I got back I saw my nurse and the lab tech were there and I lay down to let her get the blood. As I leaned back, I felt a wave of nausea and everything went quiet and dark. I became aware again after a short period of time, I'm unsure how long. and from there it was a lengthy process to be transported to Grandview where I received a heart catherization and ultimately, bypass grafts. It was literally like hitting the off switch on your computer.