It's All Good

Weight loss surgery and significant weight loss isn't all fun and games. Here are a few things I have to deal with on a daily basis.

It used to be everything in my closet was too small. Not any more, virtually every stitch of clothing I own is too big. Michelle says I look like a kid wearing dad’s clothes. I refuse to buy new clothes every ten pounds only to have them not fit in a few weeks. When I hit (and hold) my goal weight, I’ll buy a whole new wardrobe. Until then, my clothes are a mismatched hit-or-miss mess; and they’re too big too.

I used to be a time management expert. I’d make a mental list, check it twice and then tackle stairs like they were the north face of Everest. If I was going to expend the energy necessary for a flight of stairs, I was going to make darn sure I maximized my effort. Now, I run up and down the stairs all willy-nilly. Forget something; so what; I’ll just run back up the stairs like they’re nothing at all. Sometimes I run up and down the stairs for no reason; just because I can. What a waste of time. 

When you’re as big as a water bound mammal (political correctness at work), just suiting up and walking to the pool is a workout. Likewise, I used to break into a sweat just hefting myself up onto an exercise cycle. Now I actually have to swim, peddle or push to get a workout. Sometimes it takes an hour or more. That’s time that doesn't grow on trees.

I used to eat. I used to eat a lot. Some people will say they don’t understand why they’re big because they don’t eat that much. I know why I was big, I ate everything I could chew and swallow.  I was an emotional eater. Get happy; eat. Get sad; eat. Get bored; eat. Celebrate; eat, eat, eat. Eating as much as I did is a big commitment in both time and money. It takes more than a few quick stops for burgers and fries to weigh 320 pounds. It takes commitment, tenacity and a significant investment. Maybe I’ll use that time and money to go shopping for new clothes; just not yet.I joke. 

Actually, that was my home run swing pre-surgery. I'd make a joke and then hide in the back row. It was never funny and I always felt exposed, how ironic. 

Weight loss surgery has changed my life in ways I never could have imagined; all of them good.

It's all good!