The Waste Land
by T.S. Eliot starts out
|APRIL is the cruellest month, breeding
|Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
|Memory and desire, stirring
|Dull roots with spring rain.
I thought of this poem while thinking about writing this blog. I think a teacher made me memorize this poem and I still remember the beginning. But to the point. I weigh 360 pounds. That is my waist land. And it leads to waisted time out of my life. My weight began to take away from the pleasure of disc golf around the time that I reached 280 pounds but I didn't recognize it right away...I made certain attempts to compensate instead.
There are mitigating factors that lead me to this "gravity challenged" condition, as I like to call it, including an injury to a couple of discs in my back about a year and a half ago. But I don't want to play the role of a victim. I got here by myself and only I can take me somewhere where the gravity isn't so heavy.
So, I started out by going back to the gym. I've got myself on a 3 times a week workout that takes about an hour to do. It is a mix of treadmill, stationary bike, stretching and weight lifting. I've found that if I start with the treadmill and bike then I can keep my heart rate up in the fat burning area for the entire workout.
I've only done this for a week now...not really long enough to gage any results. But the three days a week seems to be right for starting out. My doctor didn't want me to do any more than that to start for fear that I would have problems with my muscle disease (another mitigating factor that I don't want to be a victim of).
For now at least I'm not doing anything major with my diet. I think I'll wait a couple of weeks on that until I get used to the gym routine. I hope to be able to update this blog with encouraging news of "breeding lilacs out of the dead land" and what ever else comes of my waist land.