Actually, the better question is why not. Managing weight is as much a state of mind as it is doing the right thing. While I understand what I should be doing, the challenge for me has always been doing it. Over the past 5 years, I’ve come to some realizations about this struggle. While it may seem silly, continuing to try to tackle this problem with fewer years ahead of me than behind, the fact is there are things I want to do, that I can’t until I get this one under control.

Right now, I’m 330 lbs (149.6 kg). To be fair that is still 40 lbs less than my all time highest weight of 370 lbs. But it also nowhere near the 190 lbs I have as my initial target weight.

There are lots of things I’ve learned along the way. I’m hoping that if I’m more open about the struggles I am going through that maybe I can change, and do more with the time I have left.

At 52, I’ve done a lot, seen a lot, helped a lot, hurt a lot. But I have a lot that I’ve left undone. I haven’t helped as much as I could have. I haven’t done as much as I would have liked to. I haven’t seen as much as I would have liked to.

In a world that is so much in pain, maybe its the small gestures that count.

If this journey helps just one person, then maybe it’s worth it.