In April 2006, life took an unexpected turn when chest pains and a trip to the ER led to a diagnosis of type 2 diabetes. My body was shutting down. At 39, this couldn't be happening, could it??
|BEFORE (October 2005)|
Three days in the hospital provided me with time to think about the new (diabetic) me, and what that meant. Depression and denial set in, as I thought about my love-hate relationship with food and exercise (loved food, not so crazy about exercise, or at least, not consistently crazy about it!), and how my life had changed forever. Food became the enemy and exercise, the dreaded necessity.
Eventually, changes in my thinking led to changes in my behaviors, but it was a slow road. I hope my story, passion for good food, determination, and respect for exercise will inspire you, too...
(Dec 2009, 40 pounds lighter)
Every day requires discipline, and some days are much more successful than others. Isn't that true for most of us??
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