14 years ago, I was in a medical facility preparing for a routine foot surgery. I was weighed just before heading to the operating room and the scale read 199.9. I was 12 years old. I had no idea what that meant at that age, I just knew I was different from my friends. I never saw a number that low again.
Until this morning. I weighed in at 198.8. It’s been a long 14 years. But after 10 months of extremely hard work, both physical and mental, I’ve not only reached that, I’ve beat it.
Hello, onederland. I’ve been waiting a very, very long time to see you again.