We received the report back from our physicals. Sigh. The news was not good. Not that I'm really shocked, mind. It's just depressing seeing those words in black and white. So here goes.
The good news is that my cholesterol is in acceptable levels. For now. And I'm not yet diabetic. But I'm working my way there. The extremely bad news is that I do indeed have high blood sugar and asthma. What I did not expect, however, was that I am also anemic.
With the exception of the asthma, all of these things can be improved with diet and exercise. He recommended 30 minutes a day, most days. I can do that. He also recommended getting the asthma under control before we move to Mexico City. Did I mention that there is an intense smog problem in Mexico City, and that it is about 5,000 feet above sea level?
I've poo-pooed this whole weight issue for far too long. If my own poor health is not a major motivation for me to really take this seriously, then my family's future should be. What if we can't go to Mexico because of me? And what if I could've done something about it but didn't? That would be awful. I've simply GOT to get this in gear.
Maybe I need to type up a reminder of this on little note cards and place them all over the house. For those mornings when I don't want to get up and exercise. And for those times I want nothing more than to dig into a giant cheeseburger with greasy, salty french fries.
Today's weight: 206 (which, for the record is 5 lbs less than the day of our physicals, March 8. But 5 lbs in almost 2 months? Pitiful.)
