Here is what I miss. Being so heavy has made it impossible for me to enjoy what used to be my favorite past time, hiking around Rainer and the Cascades.
I moved to Washington because it reminded me of Lake Tahoe and all the camping trips I'd ever been on. I used to spend my summers in the national parks of California and Arizona. I love the outdoors and I have denied myself that joy.
So being fat sucks, I mean really sucks. Try going to Disneyland and being to big for your favorite ride, but not knowing that sad fact until you try to ride it and can't.
So I'll write a few times a day to keep myself honest and well its kind of cathartic writing in such a public fashion about something so... personal.
Keep Moving Forward...