In March of 2016, I made a life-altering decision. I made the decision to have gastric bypass surgery that July, in between the school years, so that I could have a healthier life.
In June of 2017, I celebrated the year anniversary of that decision, when, at almost 200 pounds lighter, I signed up for my first 5k. I had been running up to that point, and had gotten my 5k time down under an hour. I was excited to actually put that result on paper. My official time: 52:18. I was so ecstatic that I was so validated.
June of 2018 the same 5k came around again. I decided to lay off for a year. I hadn't had a great year, and had gained back some of the weight that I had lost. I felt like I had sold out, and that I had let myself down, and I decided that somehow, someway, I was going to run that 5k again.
Fast forward to today. Another horrible year for me mentally, and I continue to have setbacks. Monetary, professional, and the ensuing mental problems because of the financial and professional problems continue to hinder my weight loss. However, today I made a very difficult decision to run the 5k that motivated me to begin with.
Hopefully, it will motivate me again, and I can get back to my track of a healthier life. I need this, I want this, and I will have this. 52:18 is the bar that I set two years ago. I must excel and overcome. We'll see what happens.
