The Impossible Feat

Listen hard, listen well.
I have a story to tell.
This is not the beginning though…
…no…not the beginning at all…
…see, this story begins in Hell.

The “unofficial” scale… which normally agrees with the “official” one to any significant standard… says 225 lbs this morning.

That’s -202 for those keeping score.

I’m well under 20% body-fat, I’ve idealized every health marker, and sitting squarely in the “fit” category.

It’s not the end though. It took me decades to learn that fitness and self-care, mental and physical, wasn’t “selfish” or a luxury. The disciplines involved serve you well in all aspects of life, and the pursuit of them is not optional.

I started this journey with a goal weight. I don’t have one anymore, rather, I have a target fitness level. Slacking off ain’t in the cards.

Some low-points along the way (some paraphrased, but not as much as you’d think):
–My 1st doctor (scowls at my 427 pound weight): “Why are you even here?”
–A popular “big box” health club (as I’m attempting to sign up): “Oh hell no. You’ll have to bring certification from your doctor that you’re allowed to exercise!” (they wouldn’t even give me a tour)
–My 1st doctor: *laughs*
–My 2nd doctor (on being asked to help me lose 200 pounds): “Oooo. Lofty goal. Unreasonable though. Let’s try to lose, say, 20 pounds instead?”
–My endocrinologist (when asked what to do to get off some of these expensive drugs): *laughs*
–My health insurance: “No, we’re not paying for anything that might help the actual problem. Have some more drugs!”
–My employer: “Biometric screenings! Lifestyle surcharges! You fat fuck! You’ll NEVER meet THIS standard. Have a cookie! Pizza? Maybe a doughnut? Check out our new vending machine, it serves ICE CREAM!”
–A family member not seen in a while: “You’ve lost weight! OMG you have cancer!”
–The medical studies: “Only one in a million will try it. Only 10% of those will succeed.”

There’ve been highlights too:
–My trainers (when I asked for help): “Yeah, bring it! If you’re willing to work, we can do that!”
–Me (finally realizing it’s mostly a head game and I HAD CONTROL of it): “Holy shit!”
–My eye doctor (on learning I’d put my diabetes in remission): “Amazing. In 35 years of practice I’ve never seen it happen.”
–My wife (on seeing my progress): “Maybe I can do that…” *embarks on her own transformation journey*
–Me: *tosses a whole wardrobe of clothes because everything…all of it…is far too big*
–Random coworker: “You look damn good!”
–My current doctor: “Fantastic!” *fist-bump*
–The wife (raises eyebrow at me): “Growwwlllll!”

If I had to pick one thing I’ve learned in this journey, it’s this:
I can tackle absolutely anything I set my mind to.

…and guess what? You can too!

Bring it!

You can read more about my fitness journey here.

I’ll see you on the road.
Daniel Meyer

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One Response to The Impossible Feat

  1. sevesteen says:

    I heard the same medical studies saying something like 95% of diets fail short term, and most of the remainder will fail long term. When I went looking for the original studies to get a more exact number….apparently this was a single, very old study with a single and apparently ineffective method. The conclusion, “Our diet was ineffective, therefore all diets are worthless” And “yo-yo dieting is worse than being fat, don’t even try” piled on top. The result, discouraging many people (including me, for some years) from even trying.

    Bullshit. It doesn’t have to be THAT hard, there ARE diets (in the sense of lifestyle change diets, not temporary modifications) that work without unreasonable effort. And to be clear, I’m talking to your readers far more than to you here–you had what it took for your path to your goal, and you’ve gone much farther than me. I don’t mean to even slightly suggest you change course. I doubt I could have done it your way…but I had already found another path that got me where I wanted to go. Kinda hard, lots of annoyance and sacrifice…but not too hard and gets easier as I go along, and the results are WORTH IT. And I’ve been under my target weight long enough that even the “everyone fails eventually” crowd pretty much have to call me a success.
    I’m not one in a million. I was nowhere near max effort at any point in this. I can sustain this forever, with less effort than hauling an extra 80 pounds everywhere I go.

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