Significant Gaps

I'm coming up on a pretty major milestone. I'm currently at seventy nine and a half pounds lost and bearing down on eighty. The last time I weight this much, or this little, depending upon your outlook, was 1993. Actually, it was Wednesday, May 12, 1993. I know because I am a compulsive journalizer.

For years I have recorded important events and mundane facts with equal ferocity. I have more files of useless information than I'll ever have practical use. Before this blog was ten years of Saturday emails. Then was a newsletter from China. Going back even further, are my logs and journals of all things useless; except I know what my weight was, Wednesday, May 12, 1993.

Of course there are significant gaps in my journals. Those voids identify dark periods of weight gain, lost battles, and other times better left unremembered. Not that my failure to record a complete record in anyway erases the reality of what I've lived and remember.

When I started on this journey my goal was life without limits. I am still steadfast in that conviction. However, I'd like to add life without gaps. I'm not a fool. I know there are going to be hard times ahead. I'm not a pessimist, quite the opposite, but I understand the realities of life. One must trudge through the valleys of life to climb the mountain tops. Without the valleys to prove their dizzying heights, the mountain top is just another place to stand.

This journey started off to be all about weight. It started with weight loss surgery and a desperation to change my life. I'm still seeking change, but not just with my body.