rayban
Grouchy old fat guy
I've mentioned it on previous rides, now the day has arrived...
After 3+ years of investigation, a bitter divorce where weight was one issue and a lot of years of trying on my own, I'm heading in Monday morning for bariatric "Lap Band" surgery where my new stomach will be reduced to about an ounce in capacity. This is not a decision made lightly or as a fad quick-fix. I want to live and better enjoy that life, both for myself and for my baby girl. Hey, let's be honest, being skinnier helps performance behind closed doors too
I'm probably done riding for a while as I adjust to the procedure and just plain heal up. They're going to try laproscopic at first, but may have to resort to old fashioned avenues (not the first time my gut has been opened up, so no biggie either way). I'll be at Scripps Memorial in La Jolla Monday and Tuesday at least.
I'll never be a skinny superhealthy John Dumke type of dude, but that's not my goal anyway. I was 195 in my Army Infantry days, so I was always a big-framed dude, but I've been slightly more than twice that at my worst, and the insanity has to end. I'm a little spooked as the time gets closer, which is probably partly the reason for this post to those of you I call friend, and also somewhat absorbing the realization of what ends (no more big ole comforting chow-downs!)
So, catch you all on the other side.
p.s. I'll ask the doc to avoid the temptation of installing any extra farkles while he's in there
After 3+ years of investigation, a bitter divorce where weight was one issue and a lot of years of trying on my own, I'm heading in Monday morning for bariatric "Lap Band" surgery where my new stomach will be reduced to about an ounce in capacity. This is not a decision made lightly or as a fad quick-fix. I want to live and better enjoy that life, both for myself and for my baby girl. Hey, let's be honest, being skinnier helps performance behind closed doors too
I'm probably done riding for a while as I adjust to the procedure and just plain heal up. They're going to try laproscopic at first, but may have to resort to old fashioned avenues (not the first time my gut has been opened up, so no biggie either way). I'll be at Scripps Memorial in La Jolla Monday and Tuesday at least.
I'll never be a skinny superhealthy John Dumke type of dude, but that's not my goal anyway. I was 195 in my Army Infantry days, so I was always a big-framed dude, but I've been slightly more than twice that at my worst, and the insanity has to end. I'm a little spooked as the time gets closer, which is probably partly the reason for this post to those of you I call friend, and also somewhat absorbing the realization of what ends (no more big ole comforting chow-downs!)
So, catch you all on the other side.
p.s. I'll ask the doc to avoid the temptation of installing any extra farkles while he's in there
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