Yesterday was my 38th birthday. I drove 9 hours round trip to see my favorite band, Chevelle in concert. I sat on the sidewalk for 5 hours in front of the venue to get a spot in the front row (which I did get). As I stood through the two opening acts I began feeling disoriented. I was dizzy and my head hurt. I had no choice but to leave the front row before Chevelle even hit the stage to get something to drink. After a Sprite I felt better, but sub par. As I stood no longer able to get a view of the stage, I decided things absolutely must change. I was missing out on an experience I wanted so badly just because I’m fat. I couldn’t help but tear up out of disappointment.
Good news is, I was able to fight my way back through the pit and take my place in front. I got lucky. But it didn’t change my new found determination. I would have figuratively died had I not made back to the front row.
I don’t believe in epiphanies because they are never as permanent as they seem in the moment, but I’m going to use last night’s as a springboard. I don’t have much choice but to succeed. I don’t want to be old before my time. I want to be able to go to concerts and just be active in general for years to come. Not to mention how much better I always feel mentally when I eat right and exercise.
I’m going to take a whole foods approach, at least for the most part, and healthy processed foods when it’s difficult to avoid them. I have a lot of weird food allergies (many fruits and most nuts) that I often ignore. That can’t be helping my situation. I mean, the inflammation that must cause? Yikes.
So, yeah, I got this. I have to.
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