As my day comes to an end - sit and contemplate what I want from this "weight loss diary." It will be a place that I will vent my successes and failures and to capture those moments worth keeping. And of course hopefully gain alot of insight in this journey - for as someone one said "this is a journey not a destination."
Like so many this is not my first rodeo - I could go on about my "fat" genetics but its all bullshit - I was raised in a family that cared more about their careers than their health and who were/are too lazy to do anything about it. I'm lazy and I know it - no use to blaming my fat self on anything else, I am a product of myself.
There are many "I used to's" in my past that make me very disappointed in myself. I used to run, I used to lift, I used to eat healthy, I used to be fit, I used to like my reflection, I used to….. When did all that happen? Its frustrating to think of where I once was and where I am now and how I promised myself I would never be at this point again in my life and yet here I am… Fat, unhealthy, and miserable.
Enough of the sob story; heres the scoop. I graduated college in 2010 in the best shape of my life, newly engaged to the man of my dreams and about to move to the east coast to start our lives together. Reflecting back now, the past 6 years have been some of the most trying of my adult life. Less than a year after the move I was diagnosed with Rheumatoid Arthritis and learned what chronic pain was – my body comp slowly began to change as I not only lost mobility but became extremely depressed. I fought to try to keep myself motivated to stay active and eat healthy but as my health deteriorated the rest of my life began to crumble around me.
I finally had moment of change came when I found myself in a very dark place and decided that life was simply too short to be so miserable. – My divorce was finalized last July and I walked away with nothing but debt and hope. I moved back to the west coast and started over.
So here I am – divorced, but happy. Thriving in my career and standing on my own two feet for the first time in my life. I really should have no complaints – but with all the changes and stress I’ve endured over the last 6 years… my body has taken the toll and been seriously neglected. I’m a solid 50 maybe 60 pounds heavier than I was 6 years ago and completely and utterly disgusted with myself…
I have many failed attempts to reach my pre-move body – realizing that my mind and heart were simply not in it – my “why” hasn’t been strong enough to evoke action or thought on a daily basis. Of course I’m reminded every time I catch my reflection of how far I’ve let myself go….but that alone is not enough to evoke change.. not for me at least.
Its been a long time coming for me to finally take this path. I know where my faults are and I know where my strengths are and I know where I am going.... as today is “technically” day one, I don’t’ see it that way… its just another day but one in which I have chosen to make better decisions and changes to my thoughts and actions pertaining to my health and fitness. I’m not starting some crazy fad diet or extreme exercise plan, but rather being mindful of what I’m consuming and choosing to move more.
I will be tracking my workouts, weight, and progress through pics and my clothes… and of course will set goals for myself as I have soo many to accomplish…. The ultimate goal is to never be in this place again… to enjoy a fit and active lifestyle that has no restrictions… I know it can be done, I lived it once… and I will live it again…..