I had a rush of adrenaline upon hearing my blood work results. A combination of fear and energy. In moments, I was ready to fight, willing to cut out everything from my diet that (I love) had put me in the place I was, and prepared to jump into a exercise routine with (literally) both feet.
I spent the next few hours researching everything the Internet had to offer me in the way of knowledge about the disease, diet changes I had to make, exercises that would be essential to reversing the course I was on... see, I'm already using the word "was".
The warning shots I received yesterday have presented me with a rare gift... I chance to correct what I have been doing wrong for so long, get back to the weight and shape I used to be in, and most importantly, make a U turn on the road to Type 2 Diabetes.
I just finished a 2 mile walking workout. Doesn't sound like much, but for someone who hasn't done any real exercising in month, it's a fairly huge first step.
I also have been closely monitoring what I ate today having made easy to follow menus yesterday. I haven't yet fallen off the wagon.
In the past, it's been easy enough to say, "Oh well, one little slip. I'll diet again tomorrow. I'll workout tomorrow" and then tomorrow never came. Now, everything I do or don't do will have a profound effect on my future. And no chocolate truffle or french baguette is worth that.
Today, is the first day of the rest of my life. I'm ready for the challenge. I'm ready to make the chance.