Holy crap!...I'm going to die in 3 years...that was my first reaction upon learning the results of my company provided health screening. The overweight nurse in her straining scrubs reviewed each of the depressing details of my test results...weight/BMI?...obese. (no more "big boned excuse") blood pressure? borderline hypertensive.... cholesterol? HDL bad, LDL bad, Triglycerides? out of whack.
So, I've become a stereotype of the ugly obese American. How in the world did this happen...I remember thinking that I'm only 47 and at this rate I won't be around to see my kids graduate from High School.
That was a year ago. That is when I decided to save my life. It was the middle of Winter so about the only thing that I could do on a regular basis was run on the treadmill that had been gathering dust in our basement. OK...so in the shape I was in...(as my wife so gently put it..."you just may want to start out walking") running wasn't really an option. I started out walking. And after a few months of walking I was able to run half a mile, then a mile...then a mile and half...then finally when the weather started to turn and I could venture outside I was up to 3 miles.
I'm now up to 20 to 25 miles per week. (needless to say a recent physical confirmed all my health parameters as normal...except for weight/BMI... according to the actuarial profession I'm still "overweight" even after losing 55 pounds) And I thought I'd document the next phase of my transformation from cliche to athlete as I train for a half marathon sometime this summer.
Here we go.
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