June 24, 2013. Not words any 40 year old wants to hear. But it was true. While I had been RUNNING a law practice full of stress, with offices spread over 100 miles apart, working 7 days a week, often 10 – 16 hours a day, I hadn’t been doing any actual RUNNING at all. Eating bad in the morning. And in the mid-morning. And in the afternoon. And in the late-afternoon. And – at night. Eating at a desk or in a car. Not good.
So it was those words that I heard on June 24, 2013 – morbid obese and pre-diabetic, that startled me. Everything you never want to hear from a Doctor. Things about not being there for your kids; about not making it to 50. Startling words that shouldn’t haver startled me at all. But they did. I rarely let someone take pictures of me before 2014. The two on this post are ones I thought I actually looked “good” in – and allowed to be taken – April and May of 2013. They are my last “before” pictures. Change was coming.