Hello, new contributor Fanboy Pastor here. I’d like to share some things with you, and I hope that you’ll allow me to be real and transparent. If you were to meet me, you’d probably be disgusted by me. I am fat. No, I’m more than fat, I’m nearly 500 lbs, and only in my mid-30’s. I walk with a limp, and ever so slowly. Yet more than 2 years ago, I was happy and active, playing soccer with my young kids, shooting basketball from time to time, even enjoying going on walks. 5 years ago, I completed a 3k pushing 2 kids in a jogging stroller.
So, what happened? Actually 3 things happened. The first was before even the 3k. In the summer of 2010, my family and I moved from our hometown of nearly 10 years (3 in the house we were in) to the city. Our old home was in a small neighbourhood and I loved taking the kids for walks. I left a decent job working with at risk kids to enter the ministry and also seminary. My walk times were replaced by study times. I’ve always been heavy, but I’d always been active to that point.
That summer, I caught what we thought to be pneumonia. It progressed until one day, I was having chest pains and called an ambulance. After some tests, it was revealed to be a pulmonary embolism. Basically, I had a giant blood clot in my lungs, and if it went into my heart, it would have killed me. After 3 months, I’d be hospitalized with a 2nd one. My doctor refused to see me, called me negligent and a threat to his practice. So I got serious about taking my medication and the least of his advice; “no strenuous activity, because you could dislodge it.”
During this time, I was trying to pastor a church. I wasn’t in shape to do it physically, and when I was challenged, I couldn’t handle it emotionally, either. I quit/was fired; it doesn’t matter which. This led my wife to have an emotional breakdown, and I was left taking care of our 2 young children. As she recovered (it is still an ongoing process, though she’s done a great job…depression doesn’t just “go away”, but we can tackle emotional health another time), I became more home bound, focused on keeping her moods stable and basically enabling poor behavior on her part. We became insular, withdrawing from friends, not having date nights, not doing anything but continuing the cycle of sleep, eat, work/class, sleep. In the four years since this, she’s learned to trust new friends, and is doing so much better; I’m madly proud of her. But my weight ballooned.
The last thing that happened was 2 years ago. We were in a car accident. I can’t go into details, because of the ongoing legal case, but I was hurt. We’ve tried various things, but the fact is, I’m stuck with a slight limp and nearly constant pain.
What do these three things have in common? Each situation might be alleviated if I lose weight. So here and now, as a contributor to this site, I’m going public with my journey to lose 200 lbs. Is it possible? I’m really not sure at this point. But I’m going to try. I need to be there for my kids and wife. I want to travel, see the places my family came from. I know I’m not the best me I can be.
How will I do it?
200 lbs is a 2nd person! I know. My knees and ankles do, too. The easiest part is to simply walk. Get out, take the trash and check the mail. Once I can do this without too much trouble, I’ll go for the corner store. And from there, maybe the grocery store or the pub.
I’m also re-training myself on how to eat. I’m not going to de-lardbutt by eating fried chicken every week, or eating at the Chinese buffet or burger joint every chance I get. That means more veggies, less carbs, more lean protein. Can I do it? let’s say sure!
What I need from all of you is your support and prayers. AND patience. It took me a lifetime to learn awful habits, I’m not going to get it right each time. If you’re interested, I’ll be tracking my progress at my blog with weekly updates. (I’ll also be making contributions to this blog.)
Will you all take these first steps with me?