The Realization

It's difficult to know where exactly where to begin but I will try to be as brief as possible. I have been obese and now morbidly obese my entire life. The year 2010 was one of the worst of my life. I was sick, tired, and sick and tired of being sick and tired. I had a great job but my health problems along with other challenges made it difficult to maintain it so I left. I'm not here to criticize my former employer or start anything but just give you an idea of my own personal hell. Last year was the beginning of my health nightmare, I couldn't sleep, walk around in Wal-Mart or any other store without losing my breath and feeling as if I would die. I was sick almost all of 2010. I had been on approximately five medications for depression and anxiety that were only making things worse. One of my medications caused me to lose hair not a lot but enough to worry me, another two spiked my blood sugar and helped pack the pounds. Now in all honesty, I had my own fair share in contributing to my own weight gain. I take full responsibility for my actions or lack of taking any action. My daily life last year consisted of the following: waking up, eating, watching TV now repeat this everyday for months and you'll have an idea of what I'm talking about. Now move forward to March 2011. I make an appointment to see the doctor. My regular physician was not available so I saw someone else. I didn't realize how they would help change my life forever. I explained all of my symptoms, how I couldn't sleep, felt depressed, anxious, and angry with myself for being at a whopping 349 pounds. I never intended for this to happen and I feel that some people in my situation may feel the same way. I mean, how many people wake up wanting to be morbidly obese? Not me but it happened. This physician who I'll just call Wendy asked me about working out. I said I hate traditional gyms because of all the mirrors, and then all the "perfect" people walking around admiring their physiques. Hell, if I could look like that I would too. Wendy then asked if I have heard of API in Tyler. I replied no and she told me about caveman training, how wonderful the trainers are etc... What really got my interest was the fact no one laughs or makes fun of anyone at the gym, also the obvious lack of mirror. Those two things were a dream come true. My first phone call I give my name, the person who recommended them, explained I was morbidly obese and sick and tired of it, and could they help me. The person on the other end replied "yes, of course we can." That was all I needed. Okay enough for now more later.