Weekly Check In – 2/12/2020

Thirty weeks out from surgery, and here are the numbers I care about:

  • Weight: 270
  • Blood Sugar: 90

In January of 2016, I was 470 pounds and my health was an early-stage avalanche. I didn’t know what my ideal weight should be, and I didn’t care because whatever it was, it was so far from where I was it didn’t matter. It was unattainable (I hope it’s clear that I was wrong about that, and damn near everything else regarding my health). All I knew was that I easily needed to lose 200 pounds. As of this morning (4 years and 1 month later), I’ve lost 200 pounds. That is significant.

Annette and I just got home from the gym. That blood sugar number has only been that low once before, and I was still on medication at the time. Exercise is #fuckinggoodforyou. I’ll have to work on that hashtag, it should be more professional before I submit it to the White House. Well. Maybe not.

I’m happy, to say the least. This week I began teaching at one of my three campuses, and next week, I begin teaching at the third, and my Tuesdays and Thursdays go back to being 13 hour days, which is a drag. But I’m not scared like I was last September. I’m gonna have to start being more organized again, but I’ll be great.

It’s entirely possible I’m in the best place (emotionally / professionally / creatively / whatever) I’ve ever been, and that’s a hell of a thing to be able to say, here at the end of 50.

Here, have a graphic: