I’ve written a bit about my battle with alcohol, but I don’t often talk about how I replaced one addiction with a few more. One being my phone. I can scroll my way through social media and play mindless games like a real pro. I’m working on this issue, but it takes a backseat to the other. Eating! Once I decided to stop drinking, I started eating. Everything. Anything. And it shows.
I’ll be honest here. I wasn’t in prime shape to begin with. I’m genetically what I like to call a Squatty Body. Short and not at all fine-boned. Most of my weight is ridiculously gathered in my midsection (neck to nether region, for lack of a better description). The last year has been ROUGH.
I recently visited my doc for the dreaded annual exam. While she was happy to report that my liver is in great shape (ironic, I think), I am starting to show some kidney damage (thanks High Blood Pressure) and I am THIS CLOSE to being diagnosed a diabetic. I’m sure it will come to no one’s surprise that exercise and healthy eating were on the doc’s prescription when I left the office.
So, to attempt to elicit some sympathy: I’ve given up alcohol, I’ve also given up diet soda, I’m trying to reduce my cell phone use and now I have to eat better AND exercise. Holy cow! Waaaaahhh! Woe is me.
I’m done whining, but I had to get it out.
Tomorrow morning, I get to do a better job at the grocery store and take a trip to the gym where my husband’s been working out and getting fit (as I sat at home and scrolled through Facebook). I can’t afford to be tired and stiff anymore, nor do I want to require more daily medication. I’d love to be able to feel like I can keep up with my family. I’m sure they’d like it too!
See you at the gym!