chuckpo says:I'm new to the forums, new to running, heck I'm even new to fitness.
I thought I would pop in, say hi, and present a little "get to know me" time.
My name is Chuck, I live right outside of Dallas, 35 years old, and horribly out of shape.
Last week I decided that enough was enough. I had to get back into some form of shape, something other than "pear shaped". I dusted off my old sneakers, climbed onto the treadmill, and walked out a mile. The burning sensation in my legs was starting to sting, but I knew that if I stopped now, then who knows when I would decide to start up again. It eventually stopped and I kept going.
I started doing some reading that night and determined that with a little planning, and a lot of work, I could become a runner and shed some weight. It's more than the weight thing, too. Sidebar - my father is not in the best of health and I realize that it is due to being sedentary for so long. Even before retiring, he would come home from work, sit down, start reading the paper, and turn on the TV. I think I know where my bad habits started from...
Well, long story short, he is now battling type 2 diabetes, has had 2 heart attacks, and gets out of breath moving from the recliner to the desk chair. I desperately do not want to be this way in my "golden years".
I need to do this for me, for my health, for my eventual children, for each and every day that is to come. I don't want to die miserable and wishing that things were different. So, I have made a decision to change. I took my first steps to becoming more of an athlete on 9/29/08 than I have in a couple of years. Today I even quit smoking. Again. For the last time.
This is my time, I have to make it work for me. I have to do everything in my power to make sure that I get out there and enjoy everything that life offers. I have to stop the thought of "I'll do it tomorrow" or "just one more handful of cheetos".
I've been killing myself for long enough. I'm just glad that you can't go to prison for it.
cp