If things were bad enough, would I fall off the wagon?
I hope not.
When covid began, I did a lot of reading, got very worried and considered my reaction if I or Steve got sick, if either of us wound up in an ICU, if he died, if society fell apart, whatever.
I could think of NO scenario where being fatter, weaker and sicker would be helpful, so decided my journey to trim, strong and healthy would continue no matter what life threw at me.
When much is out of control in the world, I can control what I put in my mouth and I’m not giving that up for anything or anyone ever.
I LIKE not being 300 lbs and diabetic.