I developed a thyroid disease while I was in the Army and as a result my planned career was cut short. So much for being the next, great general. I maintained my army exercise regimen for a few years after my ETS I stayed as fit as possible by running and working out but these efforts would eventually be strangled by my continued weight gain just as it did my would-be illustrious military career.
A few years would find me collapsed on the floor of a post office and the eventual diagnoses of Hoshimoto’s Thyroiditis, a rare hypothyroid disease and even more rare in men – and wouldn’t you know that I would have it. I started my daily pill popping with Levothyroxine, a treatment for hypothyroidism, but it isn’t the magical pill the doctor promised me it would be. My hair never grew back and my fat never melted away and so, my weight, although not nearly as fast as before would continue to pack on. Disgusted with my appearance I began eating like a bird until after a few weeks I became sick and weakened. Returning to the gym only resulted in my nearly passing out after a very light workout. I have stayed somewhat active participating in my kid’s sports and scouts, but it hasn’t been enough. The drive and desire is there but the motivation had all but been exhausted.
Lately, I have decided to try something a bit new, supplements. I was once told that any supplements would counter effect the Levothyroxine and so I have avoided them, but after some research about testosterone boosters I decided to give them a go. Additionally, I began using Samsung Health to count calories and steps. I have lost a little weight having cut my calorie intake to 1800, 1500, and now down to 1300 calories, but I usually get weak and sick after a few days. I decided that if I were to lose enough weight I wanted to start running again but that wouldn’t be for a long while as I weigh over 300 pounds.
My fourteen-year-old son will be beginning the path to his own military career next year as he enters JROTC. I was proud that he asked me to start running with him so I could motivate him, and so yesterday, regardless of my heavy weight, I began running again. I didn’t do too bad, having out ran my son and his cousin by a couple of laps around a middle school track. He wouldn’t be able to join me for a second day as I would have to run on my way to work, so the motivation to get out of bed early enough was a bit more strained but I made it happen and found myself doing better than yesterday’s run. Again, as in the past, I nearly past out due to reasons that I can only believe are thyroid related, but I’m not going to allow this to stop me, not again. I’m too darned pretty to give up. For me it’s crunch time, either due to my age or my health, but I can no longer make excuses.
As I write this rather lengthy post I have decided to stop relying upon what knowledge I can garner myself and make an appointment to to speak with a nutritionist. Whenever anyone comments that I’m getting old I have always replied that I’m in my prime – It’s time to make that happen and live it.