This year has been a, no pun intended, huge year for me to address my health and fitness. I am approaching the one year mark on the beginning of my weight loss journey. In fact, hold on; let me check, I had Madeline take “before” pictures of me, so I wanted to check the date anyways. April 6, 2011. I just looked at the pictures, and I don’t even recognize myself.
When I cleaned out my closet, I saved the shirt and pants I had on in the photos so I could have Madeline take a picture of me at the one year mark. It took a year for me to lose 60 pounds. I don’t even know how many total inches – I know over 10 in my waist, and dropped five or six dress sizes. I am back to where I was 21 years ago and could easily fit into my wedding dress.
It hasn’t been an easy journey. I had to learn everything I could about nutrition and exercise. The strength training has helped me so much. Learning I don’t have much muscle and that is why it is harder for me to burn off body fat has helped me be more patient. I knew I was in it for the long haul and had to travel the journey alone.
So am I done? No. I still have a ways to go. Not looking for any particular number on the scale, in fact I have learned not to weigh myself and focus on the number, but to think about how my clothes fit. That is what it is all about for me is the clothes. I look in the mirror now, like what I see and know someday, I will look even better. A number on the scale is not what motivates me; it is the reflection in the mirror and shopping for clothes.
The trainer and my doctor, along with everything I have read on line said it will take a while for my body to adjust to my weight. Time and genetics will determine if I will lose excess skin; however, I will do my part, and when there is nothing more I can do, I may venture into the realm of plastic surgery.
My one year anniversary is getting close, and I had the need to share.
