I logged in to AM for the first time in quite a few years, last night. I read entirely through my last complete log, which was started in 2013/14 or something like that. A lot has happened since then. Long story short, I have lost muscle and head hair and have gained fat and body hair. The pleasures of aging, I suppose.
I retired from the Army on the last day of 2019. Reading through my last log, I was bitching about a shoulder (left) that I injured. Over the course of about four years, I got upwards of 20 injections in that shoulder to keep the pain numb. The last time I asked for an injection (end of '17 I suppose), I was sent for an MRI and was under the knife two weeks later. Biceps tenodesis, labrum repair, a lot of clean-up work in the rotator, had a torn infra and supraspinatus among other fraying and scarring. 45 days in sling with wedge, and a whole lot of PT for months after.
I've had a couple of other surgeries since then, a whole lot of injury and a body that felt like it was falling apart. All this led to an overwhelming amount of unneeded stress and, as much as I hate to admit it, depression.
I did some contract work for a couple of years, got stuck in AFG for a while during the beginning of the pandemic and continued to treat my body like ****.
I had spurts of motivation here and there, but nothing that lasted long enough to make any real difference.
So, here I am today. My waking weight was 182.4 this morning. I'm down 17.2lbs from about 5-6 weeks ago. I haven't been tracking dates until today, and I hope to stay diligent and dedicated to this journey as I have in the past. It has taken a lot to get past my own biggest obstacle (me) and get back to ways of old.
I have very little desire to share what I look like right now, but in order to hold myself accountable, I will.
Here's to a new beginning, hopefully with no end.
I retired from the Army on the last day of 2019. Reading through my last log, I was bitching about a shoulder (left) that I injured. Over the course of about four years, I got upwards of 20 injections in that shoulder to keep the pain numb. The last time I asked for an injection (end of '17 I suppose), I was sent for an MRI and was under the knife two weeks later. Biceps tenodesis, labrum repair, a lot of clean-up work in the rotator, had a torn infra and supraspinatus among other fraying and scarring. 45 days in sling with wedge, and a whole lot of PT for months after.
I've had a couple of other surgeries since then, a whole lot of injury and a body that felt like it was falling apart. All this led to an overwhelming amount of unneeded stress and, as much as I hate to admit it, depression.
I did some contract work for a couple of years, got stuck in AFG for a while during the beginning of the pandemic and continued to treat my body like ****.
I had spurts of motivation here and there, but nothing that lasted long enough to make any real difference.
So, here I am today. My waking weight was 182.4 this morning. I'm down 17.2lbs from about 5-6 weeks ago. I haven't been tracking dates until today, and I hope to stay diligent and dedicated to this journey as I have in the past. It has taken a lot to get past my own biggest obstacle (me) and get back to ways of old.
I have very little desire to share what I look like right now, but in order to hold myself accountable, I will.
Here's to a new beginning, hopefully with no end.