Evelyn1
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(From the "Serenity" movie - http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0379786/
Our plucky band of heroes is surrounded, vastly outnumbered, and imminently expecting to be overrun by lots & lots of infamously murderous bad guys. As final goodbyes are exchanged, Simon and Kaylee finally admit their long-unspoken mutual attraction -
Simon: In all that time on the ship... I've always regretted... not being with you.
Kaylee: With me? You mean to say... as in sex?
Simon: I mean to say.
Kaylee (hoisting her weapon): To Hell with *this.* I'm gonna live!)
(Note: some of the following is cribbed from part of my other posts here. So sue me.
)
Okay, there I was in the doctors office, looking at blood sugar and cholesterol numbers that meant that there was a pretty good statistical chance that I was already dead and just hadn't noticed.
Admittedly, the numbers in question had not been all that good the last time the doctor had checked them, but they'd been nowhere near this bad.
The most alarming was a fasting blood glucose level of 120 mg/dl. When you get up to 126 mg/dl, you officially have Type II Diabetes.
I don't want to be diabetic: I've got enough problems already.
With that and the cardiovascular risks associated with my cholesterol levels, there seems to be a statistical near-certainty that - unless I make some drastic lifestyle changes - I *will* be dead within the next 5-15 years.
(I just heard that my mom's next-door-neighbor (a very nice lady & good friend to Mom) has recently been in and out of the emergency with heart/pulmonary trouble, can't breathe well enough to carry on a phone conversation of any length, and is not expected to be with us too much longer....
She's 62 years old.
That could *so* easily be me 13 years from now - unless I start living & behaving a whole lot healthier.)
So, drastic lifestyle changes it is.
I've stocked my kitchen with fresh veggies & fruit, plus whole-grains and/or low-fat everything. I've been keeping a food diary to make sure my diet is balanced. Quantity-wise, I've been trying for 1500 calories/day and winding up at about 1800, which is probably about right. (This somehow seems both more fun and more do-able than plain old just trying for and making 1800.)
I've already lost about 5 lb., my tight clothes are fitting better and my loose clothes are fitting baggier, and I'm feeling better than I have in a very long time.
Activity-wise, I've been pretty darned sedentary, and so almost anything is going to be an improvement. I've re-committed myself to my daily stretching routine, and plan to work my way gently into physical activity and exercise.
I've sort of done this drill before: about 20 years ago, I lost 70 lbs and was able to keep it off for about 2 years. This time will be a good deal harder, because -
- I'm 20 years older
- I have almost twice as far to go.
- And I have severe, disabling Chronic Fatigue/Fibromyalgia.
The CFS/Fibro accounts for some of how I've gotten into this. Among other things, It messes up my body's ability to repair muscles after exercise. The fibro is so severe that I was forced to quit work and go on Social Security disability, which sharply limits my weight-loss-&-fitness options where money is involved. OTOH, the healthy eating & activity may/should/will help improve my Fibro symptoms over time.
All and all good wishes and support will be greatly appreciated; and, as much as I can, reciprocated.
Our plucky band of heroes is surrounded, vastly outnumbered, and imminently expecting to be overrun by lots & lots of infamously murderous bad guys. As final goodbyes are exchanged, Simon and Kaylee finally admit their long-unspoken mutual attraction -
Simon: In all that time on the ship... I've always regretted... not being with you.
Kaylee: With me? You mean to say... as in sex?
Simon: I mean to say.
Kaylee (hoisting her weapon): To Hell with *this.* I'm gonna live!)
(Note: some of the following is cribbed from part of my other posts here. So sue me.
Okay, there I was in the doctors office, looking at blood sugar and cholesterol numbers that meant that there was a pretty good statistical chance that I was already dead and just hadn't noticed.
Admittedly, the numbers in question had not been all that good the last time the doctor had checked them, but they'd been nowhere near this bad.
The most alarming was a fasting blood glucose level of 120 mg/dl. When you get up to 126 mg/dl, you officially have Type II Diabetes.
I don't want to be diabetic: I've got enough problems already.
With that and the cardiovascular risks associated with my cholesterol levels, there seems to be a statistical near-certainty that - unless I make some drastic lifestyle changes - I *will* be dead within the next 5-15 years.
(I just heard that my mom's next-door-neighbor (a very nice lady & good friend to Mom) has recently been in and out of the emergency with heart/pulmonary trouble, can't breathe well enough to carry on a phone conversation of any length, and is not expected to be with us too much longer....
She's 62 years old.
That could *so* easily be me 13 years from now - unless I start living & behaving a whole lot healthier.)
So, drastic lifestyle changes it is.
I've stocked my kitchen with fresh veggies & fruit, plus whole-grains and/or low-fat everything. I've been keeping a food diary to make sure my diet is balanced. Quantity-wise, I've been trying for 1500 calories/day and winding up at about 1800, which is probably about right. (This somehow seems both more fun and more do-able than plain old just trying for and making 1800.)
I've already lost about 5 lb., my tight clothes are fitting better and my loose clothes are fitting baggier, and I'm feeling better than I have in a very long time.
Activity-wise, I've been pretty darned sedentary, and so almost anything is going to be an improvement. I've re-committed myself to my daily stretching routine, and plan to work my way gently into physical activity and exercise.
I've sort of done this drill before: about 20 years ago, I lost 70 lbs and was able to keep it off for about 2 years. This time will be a good deal harder, because -
- I'm 20 years older
- I have almost twice as far to go.
- And I have severe, disabling Chronic Fatigue/Fibromyalgia.
The CFS/Fibro accounts for some of how I've gotten into this. Among other things, It messes up my body's ability to repair muscles after exercise. The fibro is so severe that I was forced to quit work and go on Social Security disability, which sharply limits my weight-loss-&-fitness options where money is involved. OTOH, the healthy eating & activity may/should/will help improve my Fibro symptoms over time.
All and all good wishes and support will be greatly appreciated; and, as much as I can, reciprocated.