Walking the path towards a healthier lifestyle can be a very difficult, and often lonely, way to travel to a better state of being. I have only been given one life, and I refuse anymore to sit by the sidelines and watch everyone else around me doing the things that I dream of doing. Don't get me wrong - I am not generally held back by emotions or psyching myself out - it is only the physical restrictions that I currently have that occasionally make things difficult.
I have one dear friend in particular who really doesn't understand this. She is not only naturally very slender, but also incredibly fit. She simply does not fathom how someone could be held back because of their weight, and just assumes that it is a mental block. She is a lovely soul who has the type of hard body that could climb Everest tomorrow if she so chose, but unfortunately she will probably never comprehend that, being in the shape I am currently in, I would likely die attempting a similar feat.
I would love to go indoor rock climbing, do simulated skydiving, or climb one of the mountains of the world, but I can't. Not yet. But I will. Every one of these things I want to do and will do.
Soon I will be able to regularly haul my frame up the face of a fake cliff without tumbling towards the ground again and again after progressing no more than a few feet. Soon I will have the option of participating in indoor skydiving because my weight will match the restrictions that are in place. Soon I will conquer one of the uphill paths that curve their way around one of this land's innumerable mountains. Soon I will tear through the shackles I have created for myself and no longer feel the limitations of my weight. Soon.