(Logged but posted on the appropriate date. Sorry.)
Since I began this journey yesterday, a few of my friends have asked me this: "What is the purpose of your journey? What do you hope to accomplish?"
I gave a brief but straight-to-the-point answer: For my health.
That's what I want to talk about right now. By the way, this is inside day two—the morning of. It's about 10:57 a.m. and I'm sitting here on the dock (Agana Boat Basin) logging this.
See, until the year 2000, although I could devour anything edible in sight; I'd always kept myself fit with a 2-mile run and basketball games nearly every single day.
Sedentary life sets in, problems begin
With time, exercise slowly ebbed out of my life nearly completely as I packed on the pounds and quickly became overweight. Around the same time, I had gotten married and began raising a family.
Soon, my life became sedentary and the troubles began to set in. I was having all kinds of problems physically, including a debilitating chronic back pain and stabbing chest pains.
The back problem usually kept me out of commission for weeks at a time. But it was the chest pains that got my attention. I realized that stroke, heart attack and other sudden killers were probably at the door... just waiting to strike when I least expected them.
For perspective: Before this journey, I'd been at the point where I could not see my toes anymore standing at 289 pounds. (Now, just inside the second day, I've come down to 285lbs officially, unbelievable!). I was wearing size 40 plus... refusing to find out what that plus was. Tying my shoes was labor extensive. And squatting was out of the question. I've heard "big people" talk about the inability to thoroughly clean themselves in the shower. Well, I was nearly there. I had actually pondered that... something I had never even considered many moons ago at 150lbs.
Something needs to be done
Looking at my kids one day, however, I said to myself: "I must do something to stay around longer. I want to see them graduate and get married (my oldest is a sophomore in high school and my youngest in Kinder). I'd like to be able to see my grandchildren as well. Plus, I'm tired of being fat."
I knew I had to do something. But I could not get myself to do anything. I mean, nothing could motivate me enough to do something... well, nothing until I watched Joe Cross' documentary "Fat, Sick & Nearly Dead" on juicing.
That did it for me.
Prior to this though, I'd watched other documentary films including Lee Fulkerson's "Forks Over Knives", a film taunting flesh eating and promoting a plant-based diet over animal products. But there was no umph! in that. It was pure informational. On the other hand, Fat Sick & Nearly Dead reached out and touched a cord in my being.
Immediately, I wanted to sing... to sing to the tune of Fat, Sich & Nearly Dead. And regain the quality of my life back before it's too late.
Finally, I'm here on this journey and enjoying it thus far
Now, here I am. Perhaps, we can talk more about this later down the road. But for now, I just want to report that I'm enjoying this. I know sooner than later I will run into roadblocks... like hunger, etc. But I will deal with those when I reach them. As it is, I'm enjoying the ride thus far.
Lord willing, I'll see you tomorrow!