MONDAY, MAY 16, 2011
Why... Why... Why...
Why do we finally decide to make a change in our lives? Is it because we are tired of doing something a certain way? Is it we are tired of looking in the mirror and not liking what we see? Is it we are medically scared into it? is it we finally face a midlife crisis? Is it we learn that we are put here on this earth to have joy and that living addicted to something is actually only making us live in a state of bondage?
At the end of Feburary this past year I finally realized that:
A.) I am turning 35 this year, and things are only going to go down hill from here.
B.) I want to be around for my children and their children (this may sound trite but I really felt that if I kept going the route I was going that I might not live that long)
C.) I was boarderline diabetic and sure other medical issues wern't far behind
D.) That when I truely felt the best was when I was exercising..
I was reading a friends Facebook post one day and she was talking about her weightloss journey and I was totally amazed that she was ever over weight.. She posted before and after pictures with how she overcame her love of food. She said something to the effect, "I learned to make exercise and water my friend and made healthy food choices, if I was going to have a dessert I would cut back calories the rest of the day."
I thought to myself.. Self... you can make one change at a time. So, I searched out a gym that I felt comfortable going to and decided to set myself a small goal...
Goal #1
I was going to go to the gym everyday that week...
Reward #1
I will get myself a well deserved pedicure
So that is all I changed the first week. I didn't give myself a length of time I had to workout, just that I was going to to. For me getting there is half the battle.. If I get there, I enjoy it and I feel good.. At this same time I also wanted to start running.. being well over 100lbs of my ideal weight I really second guessed myself, was that even possible? I uploaded the app Couch to 5k on my phone, synced my music to it and thought I could at least try. It was TOUGH!! I couldn't hardly run the minute every minute and a half. Talk about out of breath, sweating, panting, couldn't breath.. but... I did it !!! More then that I made it the entire week. This working out thing also made more thirsty.... I drank more water this week, not on purpose, it just happend.
Goal #2
I was going to go to the gym everyday for another week...
Reward #2
I was going to get a manicure
Hmmm, it was getting a little easier. I thought this week... I would increase my protein and eat 6 small meals a day. I was losing some weight! this was feeling very good. I was sleeping better... I was still tired during the day because my body was not use to this much exercise..
Goal #3
If I went to the gym everyday for another two weeks
Reward #3
I was going to get a message.
Even better... I was still losing weight, I was sleeping well, I was feeling much better. I was starting to feel alive again. For the past two years it has been a rough time. Moving from Texas, being so far from family, a husbands job where he traveled tons, a cost of living that is unreal for what you get. It was just a good breeding ground for binge eating (on anything sweet) and lots of sleeping at the bare minimum 2 hours a day. Food seemed to be the only thing that really made me feel ok. It was there to comfort me if I was sad, lonely, it was there to help me celebrate it was there when I was angry it was always there. It was something I really didn't feel guilty spending money on. I felt that we all need food so instead of buying things I would buy food. Enough of what got me fat... continuing on to what is getting me healthy.
I just made one change at a time and realized that this was going to be a journey. I didn't get this way overnight and I wasn't going to get thin overnight either.... Although, if anyone could come up with that pill I would pay an exorbinate amout of money for it:)
During these past going on 3 months, I have done alot of self talk... I don't need that piece of cake, I am ok without it. I can make it this evening without dah..dah...dah... I feel content, I don't need to finish this sandwich...
I can run 30 more seconds, 1 more minute 5 more minutes...etc...
I am worth it, I deserve to be happy, you know you want this, you know you can do this... I really think that self talk is very important for anyone who wants to change.
I also realized that I don't want my boys to have this issue when they grow up. Its important for me to teach them what are healthy food choices. Show them by example that exercising is a way to be healthy. and by doing this its amazing how supportive they are of me. They were there cheering me on for my fisrt 5k, they waited the whole 48 minutes for me to make it to the finish line.. They saw me coming and ran to greet me and run through the finish line. They are there to remind me to make wise decisions on food choices.. As Aaron will tell me... You can't have that... it'll make you fat...ummm with a PH not an F:) That boy!
Change is really difficult... Change is good.... Change can make a difference...
At the end of Feburary this past year I finally realized that:
A.) I am turning 35 this year, and things are only going to go down hill from here.
B.) I want to be around for my children and their children (this may sound trite but I really felt that if I kept going the route I was going that I might not live that long)
C.) I was boarderline diabetic and sure other medical issues wern't far behind
D.) That when I truely felt the best was when I was exercising..
I was reading a friends Facebook post one day and she was talking about her weightloss journey and I was totally amazed that she was ever over weight.. She posted before and after pictures with how she overcame her love of food. She said something to the effect, "I learned to make exercise and water my friend and made healthy food choices, if I was going to have a dessert I would cut back calories the rest of the day."
I thought to myself.. Self... you can make one change at a time. So, I searched out a gym that I felt comfortable going to and decided to set myself a small goal...
Goal #1
I was going to go to the gym everyday that week...
Reward #1
I will get myself a well deserved pedicure
So that is all I changed the first week. I didn't give myself a length of time I had to workout, just that I was going to to. For me getting there is half the battle.. If I get there, I enjoy it and I feel good.. At this same time I also wanted to start running.. being well over 100lbs of my ideal weight I really second guessed myself, was that even possible? I uploaded the app Couch to 5k on my phone, synced my music to it and thought I could at least try. It was TOUGH!! I couldn't hardly run the minute every minute and a half. Talk about out of breath, sweating, panting, couldn't breath.. but... I did it !!! More then that I made it the entire week. This working out thing also made more thirsty.... I drank more water this week, not on purpose, it just happend.
Goal #2
I was going to go to the gym everyday for another week...
Reward #2
I was going to get a manicure
Hmmm, it was getting a little easier. I thought this week... I would increase my protein and eat 6 small meals a day. I was losing some weight! this was feeling very good. I was sleeping better... I was still tired during the day because my body was not use to this much exercise..
Goal #3
If I went to the gym everyday for another two weeks
Reward #3
I was going to get a message.
Even better... I was still losing weight, I was sleeping well, I was feeling much better. I was starting to feel alive again. For the past two years it has been a rough time. Moving from Texas, being so far from family, a husbands job where he traveled tons, a cost of living that is unreal for what you get. It was just a good breeding ground for binge eating (on anything sweet) and lots of sleeping at the bare minimum 2 hours a day. Food seemed to be the only thing that really made me feel ok. It was there to comfort me if I was sad, lonely, it was there to help me celebrate it was there when I was angry it was always there. It was something I really didn't feel guilty spending money on. I felt that we all need food so instead of buying things I would buy food. Enough of what got me fat... continuing on to what is getting me healthy.
I just made one change at a time and realized that this was going to be a journey. I didn't get this way overnight and I wasn't going to get thin overnight either.... Although, if anyone could come up with that pill I would pay an exorbinate amout of money for it:)
During these past going on 3 months, I have done alot of self talk... I don't need that piece of cake, I am ok without it. I can make it this evening without dah..dah...dah... I feel content, I don't need to finish this sandwich...
I can run 30 more seconds, 1 more minute 5 more minutes...etc...
I am worth it, I deserve to be happy, you know you want this, you know you can do this... I really think that self talk is very important for anyone who wants to change.
I also realized that I don't want my boys to have this issue when they grow up. Its important for me to teach them what are healthy food choices. Show them by example that exercising is a way to be healthy. and by doing this its amazing how supportive they are of me. They were there cheering me on for my fisrt 5k, they waited the whole 48 minutes for me to make it to the finish line.. They saw me coming and ran to greet me and run through the finish line. They are there to remind me to make wise decisions on food choices.. As Aaron will tell me... You can't have that... it'll make you fat...ummm with a PH not an F:) That boy!
Change is really difficult... Change is good.... Change can make a difference...
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