Meatsuit Re-Root – One Foot After The Other
Today is not the day that I have started walking down my road towards good health and overall physical fitness.
In fact, my journey has already turned the corner into month number two, and the results are showing.
I am now at 280 lbs, which is down from the nearly 300 I ballooned up to over the course of 2018. It was an odd year for me, where my weight fluctuated horribly. 300, down to ~270, up to 300 again, and now down to a steady 280.
About two weeks ago, my wife did me the insane kindness of buying a pair of swimming goggles which both cover my enormously bushy eyebrows and also dampen the incredible brightness of the pool at my gym. In one stroke, she managed to provide me the best possible conditions to allow for continual beneficial exercise for my weight, and I have already used these goggles to great effect.
Words alone cannot possibly convey to you how revitalized I feel now that vegetables and healthy food choices have become habit and routine. Where nearly every single meal is cooked in house. Where fast food is a thing of the infrequent consumption instead of daily intake.
My job has become the single greatest blessing to my health that I never deserved. I now work at an affordable health food store. I receive a discount, on top of coupons and other promotions, of 15% at said store. It will take years to elaborate on just how sublime it is that my job can both promote my health (working at night when I’m most awake at a physical job which provides excellent exercise which I am paid for) while simultaneously providing me with an entire store full of things I can eat should I become hungry.
Think about that. Am I hungry? Apple, 25 cents. Nom nom, on with my day. Management gives me a high five. One of their core pillars, contained in both their mission statement and core values, is to promote and reward healthy eating habits of both their customers and their employees. So yeah. They want me to eat that apple, and they want it to be as cheap as they can make it.
It doesn’t pay what I would like, but I honestly feel that this opportunity is finally going to come through on the promise that so many others have failed to live up to. I will have more time with my family, more time to get the quality rest that I require (I sleep better in the daytime), and near-constant opportunity to eat correctly. Plus, my job is not-so-strenuous that I cannot continue to seek betterment in the waters of my gym’s pool.
To those ends, I am happy to throw myself full into the fray. I will dive in with this company, and see just how far I can go.
My meatsuit is in peril, abused by years of misuse and neglect. So it is up to the rest of me to make sure I re-root myself in every way that I can. There is too much I have to do to let my health deter me from my goals.
Join me. I’ve a long way to go, and maybe we can help each other out along the way.
Rootfully,
Justin Wallace
