My weight is a topic I like to joke about. I enjoy the humor it can spark in a discussion. I fear my humor sometimes masks how serious the issue is to me, and to millions of others.
After my heart attacks 7.5 years ago, I lost 50 pounds (243 down to 193), and have kept 40-44 pounds off ever since. My weight seemed to settle in at about 200. I've done well through the years, but lately I feel my resolve weakening. These days I feel I could eat a doorknob. I desperately want to eat everything in sight. My weight is inching up, currently at 205.2, the highest it has been in recent memory. This is not a laughing matter. My future, literally, hinges on it.
I have long admitted I have a food addiction. I say it in funny ways, but it is a serious truth. I would appreciate your prayers. Only the Lord can solve this juggernaut in my life.
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