In reference to my last post... almost 9 months ago... A strong start my rear end...
Ok, I did have a strong start... then a not to strong decline...
I finished a few weeks ago at my highest weight ever. 354.3 pounds. I would like to point out that was 14.4 lbs ABOVE my January 1 weight. 14.4 lbs ABOVE the "I will never be back here" line.
But, that's neither here no there.
I'm back on the wagon.
What changed?
Nothing. And everything.
I cannot blame anyone, or any situation, other than myself.
Was I lazy?
Yes.
Was I lacking support?
Maybe.
Was it easier to sit on the couch after work and eat whatever I want whenever I want?
Yes. Definately.
But, life isn't easy. Life shouldn't be easy. And I don't want it to be.
Since I fell "off" the wagon we have adopted a puppy and a kitten. Why? Some say I'm wanting to have kids already, and they would be right.
I don't want to be that mom. The one that doesn't play with her kids. That doesn't chase them, encourage them to chase her, that doesn't take them on walks or out to the park to enjoy this beautiful city we live in.
I realized that I don't hate being on the elliptical. But I hate staying at work later than I need to, or showing up any earlier.
So we bought one.
It's an elliptical/recumbent bike hybrid. I don't really like the bike functions, but that's okay, I use the elliptical functions. And best of all, I'm using it.
I also have an apple watch that helps me track my activity throughout the day. I have to 10,000 step goal each day (approximately 5 miles) and I've been hitting it every day. Even if I have to wlak back and forth in the house at the end of the day to hit my mark, I do it.
I also have an amazing friend who checks on my step count throughout the day. The days that I don't want to move anymore I remember that she will be checking up on me, and I don't want lie, nor do I want to be low. So I get up and do it.
How long has this been going on? Less than two weeks. But, I'm enjoying it. And that's what is making the difference. Before it's seemed a chore. I've told myself if I put my best face forward and pretend that I'm enjoying what I'm doing that I will be. But that hasn't been the case. Now, even as I sit here writing, I keep feeling that I'm not doing enough to move and meet my goals. I need to get on the elliptical when I'm done here. And I will.
Here's to my 16.3 lbs lost in the past month.
And here's to many more losses. It will be a long journey and I will trip and fall along the way, but what matters most is that I continue to get up and keep on going. This journey, like life's journey, has no end. Even when I reach my 'goal' weight I will have to maintain, tone, and stay there. I'm looking forward to getting there, but even more, I'm looking forward to the process. Of uncovering the strong and amazing woman I know I am, the one who sets her sight on a goal and doesn't give up until she's there.
I finished a few weeks ago at my highest weight ever. 354.3 pounds. I would like to point out that was 14.4 lbs ABOVE my January 1 weight. 14.4 lbs ABOVE the "I will never be back here" line.
But, that's neither here no there.
I'm back on the wagon.
What changed?
Nothing. And everything.
I cannot blame anyone, or any situation, other than myself.
Was I lazy?
Yes.
Was I lacking support?
Maybe.
Was it easier to sit on the couch after work and eat whatever I want whenever I want?
Yes. Definately.
But, life isn't easy. Life shouldn't be easy. And I don't want it to be.
Since I fell "off" the wagon we have adopted a puppy and a kitten. Why? Some say I'm wanting to have kids already, and they would be right.
I don't want to be that mom. The one that doesn't play with her kids. That doesn't chase them, encourage them to chase her, that doesn't take them on walks or out to the park to enjoy this beautiful city we live in.
I realized that I don't hate being on the elliptical. But I hate staying at work later than I need to, or showing up any earlier.
So we bought one.
It's an elliptical/recumbent bike hybrid. I don't really like the bike functions, but that's okay, I use the elliptical functions. And best of all, I'm using it.
I also have an apple watch that helps me track my activity throughout the day. I have to 10,000 step goal each day (approximately 5 miles) and I've been hitting it every day. Even if I have to wlak back and forth in the house at the end of the day to hit my mark, I do it.
I also have an amazing friend who checks on my step count throughout the day. The days that I don't want to move anymore I remember that she will be checking up on me, and I don't want lie, nor do I want to be low. So I get up and do it.
How long has this been going on? Less than two weeks. But, I'm enjoying it. And that's what is making the difference. Before it's seemed a chore. I've told myself if I put my best face forward and pretend that I'm enjoying what I'm doing that I will be. But that hasn't been the case. Now, even as I sit here writing, I keep feeling that I'm not doing enough to move and meet my goals. I need to get on the elliptical when I'm done here. And I will.
Here's to my 16.3 lbs lost in the past month.
And here's to many more losses. It will be a long journey and I will trip and fall along the way, but what matters most is that I continue to get up and keep on going. This journey, like life's journey, has no end. Even when I reach my 'goal' weight I will have to maintain, tone, and stay there. I'm looking forward to getting there, but even more, I'm looking forward to the process. Of uncovering the strong and amazing woman I know I am, the one who sets her sight on a goal and doesn't give up until she's there.
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