Chapter 1 in my
fitness journey was very typical. I found things that worked for me, I had the
motivation, and I stuck with it. (Link Not Just Running)
People would
compliment me all the time but I just did not see it.
I had lost 40 pounds
and I honestly did not see a difference. I mean sure, I had given away all my
pants and, a huge thanks the Shannon and Barb, had started to wear an almost
entirely new wardrobe. And yeah, my stomach didn't hang over like it used to. But
really, I didn't see it.
I weight myself
every day because it hold me accountable. I weigh at the same time every day,
just after I shower but before I eat anything. This way I have a pretty decent
baseline of where I am. Then I sync my bodybugg to the computer and make any
last minute meal updates from the day before. While I am doing this I reflect
on that number on the scale.
If it was higher
than I wanted, I look at what I ate and how much I burned and figure out what
caused the gain.
If it was low, I
look at the same things and celebrate the loss.
I never beat myself
up. I just take it day by day.
I was seeing the
change in my attitude and I was seeing a change in my energy levels but the
fact that I wasn't seeing a change in my body really made me starting
understand body dysmorphic disorder.
I am not saying I
had it but even with forcing myself to look at myself in the mirror regularly I
just could not see what everyone else was seeing.
Until one day when
it all changed. I did see how much I had lost but I also saw that my curves
were disappearing. Not the curve of my stomach, but the curves of my butt and
my chest. These are curves I spent a lifetime loving. I didn't what to lose
them!
Boy did I whine!
Shannon and Shawn can attest to this and they both got the brunt of the
whining. And they both thought I was being silly.
I didn't think I was
being silly at all. It was a real concern of mine. If my butt was going to go
flat then I need to stop now and be happy at 200 pounds.
I spent a lot of
time thinking about this as it was truly bothering me. It might sound silly but
I am certain I am not the only person who has felt this way.
I decided the best
thing to do is take a break. I am on life long journey to find a healthy body
weight and then maintain it. This is not a crash course in dieting nor is it
race to the finish.
I ended up taking a
maintenance break from January to May where I lost about 5 more pounds. I would
go up a few, down a few, up a couple, down a couple. It was exactly what my
life will be like when I hit my healthy body weight and I am so glad I took the
time to do this because I learned a lot about myself during these months.
First, I learned
that I will be able to maintain. I now have the confidence that I will not gain
all my weight back as soon as I hit my target.
Second, my body was
able to "settle" into it's new normal. And guess what? I am the same
shape I was before I started, just narrower and I love it!
Third, I do not want
any kind of skin reduction surgery so I better figure out what to do about my
Flying Squirrel arms really soon.
And finally, chapter
2 will be a 20 pound loss. When I hit that I will reassess and make my next set
of goals.
Also, as part of
chapter 2, I will recap my week each Wednesday and report my weigh loss here.
You are welcome to follow along.
Since this post didn't contain any pictures I am going to throw this in here. When I participated in the Lucky 7 7k in March this picture was taken as I crossed the bridge. And it was PUBLISHED in a MAGAZINE for RUNNERS! How insane is that?! Erin called me one day and said "Oh, you are in my mom's running magazine, I will bring it to you." I just cannot get over how awesome this is!
That's me - number 5610! |
2 comments:
your paragraph about it being a "life long journey". love this. and you are so right. you totally got this. :)
Love it!!
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