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5'7" 180 lbs. i can still see my toes as i weigh in, but if i don't watch myself, those toes may disappear.
ok, so i'm a bit husky. not obese, mind you, but i pack a bit of a pouch about my chest and belly. this is a health concern. and a mental concern. atleast, to me, it's become one, having helplessly watched a strange man have a heart attack and die in front of my very own eyes just one week ago today. i'd rather not go that way - which i suppose is impossible to write into my schedule, but nonetheless, here's something i can do about it.
i'm going to start watching what i eat. no dieting, just a bit of forethought into what it is that i'm putting into my body. less binging, no eating to (temporarily) satisfy my depression, fewer empty calories, that sort of thing.
i'm also going to make an effort to get more exercise. this morning i went out and ran/walked for about 40 minutes. i'd run two blocks, walk a block, run again, etc. it's my desire to ultimately run a 10k sometime this summer, maybe for fathers day, but that's still a long time coming. i'd be happy to just shed a bit of this buddha belly.

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My husband is going through the same thing.
We watched my FIL have a heart attack and die right in front of us about two years ago. I watched as my husband gave his own father CPR. It was a terrifying experience, one that I could give a very detailed account of to this day. Something I wish I could forget, but never will.
Such a tragedy makes it easy to consider your own well-being. I wish you strength and keep taking care of you and yours!
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