January 14th I woke up and said, “I have to get myself together”. I was feeling old; high blood pressure (in my 30’s!), weary, weak feeling, and just a defeated yuck feeling (that’s a technical term). I had been fully diagnosed as having gluten and lactose issues, and although had been living 80% without them already, knew that I had to go 100% and feeling sad about it. Basically I was unhappy and unhealthy. And on the wrong road as I head into my 40’s. I want to live, really live, and enjoy not just my kids but my grand kids. I want to enjoy my life.
Now, this isn’t the first time I have said I was going to get in shape. I am sure for a lot of you, you have made a plan and jumped in it, then fell out of it slowly. At least I know I have. I have tried diets. Workout regimes. Even Jenny Craig. All worked, sort of. But none of them made me feel better and none lasted.
I am hoping this one will last. I have lost over 21 pounds since January 14th. And although I am on medication (have been since August 2011), my blood pressure has FINALLY gotten under control just in the last few weeks. I have more energy. I feel great. I am at my goal and now in the maintain phase (for life).
It has come with some obstacles. I don’t know if it was the damn devil, or as my husband likes to say; my body is desperately trying to flush out toxins and shows through various injuries. From my herniated disc, to pleurisy, to a pulled muscle in my back/shoulder and a pinched nerve. Each time one of these things has happened I have told my self to stop my routine. To just rest. Other people tell me to take it easy. But the truth is, I am not being hard on my body. I listen to my body. Truly. I am not doing a crazy routine of exercise (at least not any longer); it has been more of a shift in focus. This journey has been a strengthening test for not only my body, but my mind. And the injuries? Well it is frustrating to be sure, but I am beginning to think they are tools that are strengthening my mind. Building my spirit. At times I felt like it was being torn down (my spirit) but then reflect on how I felt as I worked through each obstacle. As the old saying goes, ‘if you fall off the horse, get right back on’. Or something like that. My horse was just big and ugly sometimes and I didn’t want to get back on…I wanted to shoot it (please remember this is hypothetical animal lovers…I love my guns but do NOT shoot anything alive..).
So what have I been doing? Well for one not giving up my grapes. That is for sure and my only vice. Well, mostly.
And I do eat. What I want and when I want. I just make different choices. I will post shortly what has worked for me, finally. Take what you want from it, trash what you don’t, add what you think works for you. But I have one piece of advice; do something. Fitness is not just your body. It is also your mind, your spirit. If all three are not connected, you will never, ever feel good. And one thing is for sure; a lot of people don’t feel good.
Feel good with me, yes? Take a journey as well with me and I’d love to hear about it. It is so rewarding. Inside and out.