In April 2010 Michael and I took a month and went coast to coast. It was a wonderful trip but eye opening. Tipping the scales well over 300 I was using a mobility scooter to go any farther than 50 feet. Between my degenerative discs, fibromyalgia and weight getting from point A to point B always involved a struggle.
When we returned from the trip and I looked through the pictures we took I saw myself for maybe the first time as I was. Obese, unhealthy, and honestly believing that I wouldn’t see 40. I made some changes.
These days when old pics pop up on slideshows I often have to pause to recognize that version of me.
It was a lot of work, pain, sweat and tears — but I wouldn’t go back.