I was mistaken for one of those 'athletic' people.
Saturday, June 11, 2011
During a recent vacation, someone mistook me for one of those active, athletic people. It was on the tip of my tongue to correct her mistake but thankfully, I thought before I spoke. Ok, so that's a rare occurrence, but I did think about it. What had happened here?
I'm the fat kid, that nobody wants on their team. During my childhood it was painfully clear that sports weren't for me. I took refuge in my books and the comfort of food. You can probably see how the future unfolded, right?
Then things changed. A friend had been challenged by his doctor to either lose the weight within a year, or have gastric bypass surgery to save his life. He opted to start an intense program of diet and exercise. I started walking with him. Then he and his wife signed up for a beginner's running class. If I could have thought of a good enough excuse I would have got out of it but they really wanted me to come with them.
Instead of quitting as soon as it got hard (this was measured in seconds, rather than minutes) I stuck with it. My friends moved out of state but I stuck with it. I had some health issues but as soon as I was recovered from surgery, I stuck with it.
Then I developed some back and hip pain that just wouldn't go away. With my doctor's help I tried everything. It took a couple of years to learn that the only things that helped were yoga and chiropractic treatment. Thanks to those things, I was able to run again but it still hurt.
Now, I'm seeing a new chiropractor who has prescribed a set of exercises to combat the cause of the pain. With his help I'm training for a half marathon this fall.
The former fat girl now gets up around 4am to do the exercises before work. After work, I take my dogs for a walk then five days a week I run. Yoga is once a week and Zumba class is weekly too. I've just got back from a wonderful trip to a yoga retreat where I did four yoga classes each day, plus various activities. There was lots of hiking, swimming and bicycling, a ZipLine adventure and a wonderful day spent Whitewater rafting.
Maybe the lady didn't make a mistake. Perhaps I turned into one of those 'athletic' types? I'm nowhere near my goal weight yet but I'm not letting a number get in the way of having a good time. Thanks to all this exercise and eating healthy, nutritious food, I feel great. Each morning I wake up around 4am without an alarm clock. I have a smile on my face because life feels so good. I have the energy to do the things I want to do.
No, she wasn't mistaken. The lady did me a favor, making me think about a dream that came true.