...for my college graduation last week. She was with us up in the city, then stayed at our house for the past week.
Now the important backstory to this is that I started my weight loss journey last summer, fell off the wagon in the fall, jumped back on in the winter, and REALLY screwed myself over in the spring again. After a year, I’m only 8lbs lighter and struggling with those first week blues again.
And as I’ve struggled this week, I’ve seen my 79 year old grandmother who’s probably around 300 lbs struggle walking/standing for more than 2 minutes, stubbornly refuse to carry a portable oxygen tank, and barely able to get up and down stairs without help. Compared to my other grandma who, while still dealing with the problems of old age, is much more capable of moving around and keeping up with her grad kids.
I’ve also watched my obese grandma ‘forget’ how much food she’s had in a day, ask for extra sauce when we go out to eat, and make generally unhealthy decisions.
I’m in my twenties. When I decided to start losing weight last year, it was for vain reasons: I wanted guys to like me, I wanted to look better in pictures, and wear more fashionable clothes. But looking at my grandma, I’ve seen a future that I don’t want. I need to get healthy now so that I don’t deal with those consequences later. I want to walk around with my grandkids and not need oxygen. I’m hoping this is the final wake up call I’ll need. Third times the charm?
TL;DR my 79 year old obese grandma and her medical problems make me want to make sure I’m not obese when I’m old.
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