Way to go,
Shwafta! I've been on the same path since my health crisis. Before my mother passed, I had ballooned up to almost 250 lbs. on zappers and snacks. By the time I was hospitalized last August, I was down to 151lbs. and looked a fright -- full Duck Dynasty beard down to my chest, sunken cheeks, basically a walking corpse.
Since discharge on Sept. 1 I've been eating right (for the most part -- I cheat a little on game days), laying off the booze and soft drinks, getting proper rest, and now I'm exercising again, which is always
huge for me. Now, I feel terrific. This is me yesterday:
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Which is incredibly ironic. By all measures, I should be in pretty rough shape right now, given my circumstances and the normal course of these things. By the odds I should be on death's door. But I'm probably healthier now than I've been since I was a kid.
So, keep it up. You're doing
great, and it will only get better. Give your body a chance and it will do amazing things.