So… the only gear I've gotten my butt in is park! I had a very harsh wake up call the other day. I've been having severe back pain and muscle spasms. Although the dr. is indicating its an alignment issue, I'm sure weight has a part to play. I went to see the chiropractor and he wanted an X-ray. The films came back and he says to me "I don't mean to embarrass you, but my equipment isn't strong enough to see through your body clearly". In other words… the X-ray couldn't get through my fat!
Seriously?
Even though the dr was not a skinny man, I was humiliated. So, now that I'm feeling a new motivation to move… I CAN'T!
As I invent new uses for a back scratcher; to raise the toilet seat because I can't bend down to get it myself, scratch my leg because I can't bend, scoot the pillow closer so I can grab it... I'm picturing myself as a ridiculously obese woman permanently camped in her living room, unable to do anything. I know my current state is because of my back, but if I don't get myself together, that's where I'm headed.
I'm thinking about how I'm missing the tent revival this week, I'm begging to feel well enough to be able to teach my Sunday school class on Sunday. Again, right now, it's a back issue. But it can quickly become a weight issue. I'm sure the extra weight my body is carrying is making this issue worse.
My down time is enabling me to do a lot of thinking. I don't like where I see myself heading. I've got to do something or someone might come do a special on me… "The 500lb 30 yr old".
