The First Four Weeks

Here I am at 4 weeks into this journeyūüôā. I have to say it certainly have been a trying time for me. There have been plenty of emotional¬†ups and downs, and in the past¬†this is what would have sidetracked me. I did not let that happen this time. I will admit there had been a¬†few times I ate¬†a larger portion or didn’t choose the most healthiest, but those were basically just blimps in the radar and¬†did not take me completely off my plan.¬†Also it should be noted, my plan for the first bit was to focus on getting into routine of¬†physical activity and am proud to say I have been doing great in that aspect. I¬†get to the gym for a swim or aquafit class nearly every day and sometimes¬†twice a day! I haven’t been doing the bikes all that often because it does cause some discomfort with my foot, so I think for the time being I will just stick to the pool.

There hasn’t been much changes in the discomfort of my foot.¬† I’m still wearing the aircast when not at work or somewhere where I have to drive(can’t drive with it on). I’m still waiting to receive my updated orthotics so I can wear them in my work shoes. Hopefully once that comes in and my feet adjust to it I will start noticing a change. I go back to see the surgeon in April so I’ll get a better idea of what the nest step will be.

I’ve been starting to notice some changes in my body. I feel muscles tightening in my shoulders and chest. There is no ‘major’ noticeable body changes but I can see some ‘minor’ ones. For starters my pants are much easier to button and shirts ate fitting better.¬† As far as the weight I’m done 8¬†pounds. Not quite the 10 I was aiming for, but still a good number and as I’ve been told I’m¬†building muscle from the swimming and muscle burns fat but retains water which causes weight to increase.

In the next 4 weeks coming up I’m going to stay the course and continue to stay to eat smaller portions and selection healthier options when I can.¬†I am pleased with my progress so and do plan on making major dietary changes but not quite ready yet. I’m trying to take baby steps this time around.

Well that’s it for now. Keep a look out for future blog postings. I have a few things planned.

Good luck and keep your head up!

Chuck

P.S. I intended to post a photo but there is literally no visible difference that is picked up by the photo. Maybe on the 8 week mark things will be different.

 

From There to Here

Start where you are. Use what you have. Do what you can. – Arthur Ashe

I’m going to take these words and start a journey, one that I’ve started and failed many times before. I guess I can’t say failed, as I have had some success. About two years ago I was able to go from 330 lbs  to 290 in about 4 months. I was quite proud of myself, but for some reason or an excuse I can’t quite come up with now, I just kind of stopped. I stopped going to the gym. I stopped eating healthy and most of all I stopped being proud. In all fairness this is just about the time my life started to take a deep nose dive.

I lost a job, one that I was very happy doing. It forced me to have to take another job that was not right for me, but was thankful to have it. After about a month of this job, I reentered the world of retail as a supervisor for a truck unloading team for a big box retailer. I absolutely hated this job. It took a toll on me physically and mentally. At the same time of this rough time in my life, my wife discovered she was pregnant. Something we’ve been wanting for the entirety of out 8 year(at the time) Marriage.

I remember being so ecstatic about this revelation. This made that terrible job more easy to go to. It was for a purpose, it was now about supporting a family. My wife and I went to see our fertility clinic and get an ultrasound. They told us they did hear a heartbeat but it was weak. There were two reasons for this, either the pregnancy wasn’t as far along as we thought or the fetus was in distress. Out of naivety we chose to believe it was just too early. We began telling family and close friends. It was about 2 weeks later we found out during an ultra sound there was no longer a heartbeat and the fetus did not survive. This was a complete devastating blow to my wife and I, but we both vowed to get past this set back quickly start trying again. Once again our naivety got the best of us, we did not realize the mental strain this put on us. Getting pregnant again has yet to happen for us.

In late June or early July 2016 I responded to a job advertisement for a new tool retailer coming to my town. I got an interview and then landed a job, it wasn’t in management as I hoped, but I knew given my work ethic and leadership capabilities I could quickly move into a leadership role I desired. I was feeling good. I was happy. I was optimistic about my future. It seemed brighter than ever. I gave my two weeks notice to my old employer and set my sights on the future. At this same time my wife’s oldest brother’s own life became unraveled and without being asked we hoped into our car in the middle of the night and went to rescue him.( I say rescue because in our minds that what we felt like we were doing, in hind sight we were just dealing the inevitable) I’m not going to get into full details, but we both really went out on a limb for this. Missed several days of work and had to put down a small amount of money to help him. At this point he traveled back with us to our home where he lived for over 2 months until one weekend where things were reveled and it was decided we could no longer be of help to him and he returned to his home town. I haven’t seen or spoken to him since.

The story now brings us to December 2016. Things are back to normal for my wife and I. We’ve began to talk about getting pregnant again. My job is going well. I really feel like I’ve found a place where I could essentially spent the rest of my workign life. Then December 9th happened.

It was about 11 PM. Only a few hours left in my shift at work, when another employee and I were putting away several hydraulic cylinders. These cylinders were to be hung on hooks for display. We came to one of this biggest we sell and knew we’d struggle to put it on the hook. So we cleared the row we were working on and started lifting this massive cylinder when all of a sudden other cylinders on the adjacent rows began falling. One of them, landed squarely on the top of my foot, just beyond the part protected by the steep cap in my shoe. Instantly I started feeling pain. The ambulance was called. While waiting for the ambulance I could feel the swelling and in a panic we removed my shoe and socks. I looked at my foot and at the time it reminded me of the top of a blue berry muffin. I thought for sure it was broken. After being taken to the hospital and having x-rays it was determined there was no break and I was relieved. I guess that was also naive of me.

The recovery from this has been a long one. I wasn’t able to walk for nearly a month. I developed blisters on top of my foot. I now have scaring as a result. I get this burst of pain in it and I’m told there is extensive nerve damage. Now that I can walk I need to use a cane for balance and relieve pressure from my foot. I’m back to work but on modified duty and only 4 hours a day. As a result of this and I guess the stress of the previous year I really started to feel depressed. I felt lonely and isolated, even though my wife was supportive. I felt as if I’ve started to fail in the physical and emotional sense.

So this is where we are today. As of last Wednesday I joined the local YMCA and have taken a few aqua fit classes. I feel this is the best way for me to get some physical activity while not putting strain on my injured foot. I’ve now been to 2 classes and looking forward to going to one tonight.

So now we are caught up of what is going on in my life I will wrap up this first post. I’m going to write another post soon of what you can expect from this blog and what I’m expecting from you as a reader.

Thanks for reading

Chuck 2/27/2017.