so lets see.
what did i do this year?
*began the year at 174
*moved to virginia
*lost my sister in law.
*lost my mother in law.
*adopted a fully grown cane corso that looks almost like my duncan that i lost.
*lost those 10lbs
*lost 20 additional pounds to put me at 151.4 last friday.
*began watching my carb intake.
*as those carbs were counted, i watched my cravings go away and barely even care about food.
*went from a 10lb kettlebell to a 20lb kettlebell. [got a 25lb one for christmas! soon!]
am i happy ive lost weight and am now back to where i was in july of 2011?
but that is, by far, not the most amazing thing to me this past year.
the most amazing thing to me is the food.
the food is just not a struggle.
when i was counting calories vs. carbs, every single day was a struggle.
what can i eat? what else can i fit in? when?
when i go shopping and have a non tracking day, what can i get? how many pounds will i be up?
i cannot believe at all how much doing this low carb has completely changed my life. i mean, i made 13!!! freaking batches of cookies before christmas and didnt have one. not one.
the one day i had a low carb cookie and that was it.
i have a box--scratch that, i have TWO boxes of cookies in the cupboard. low carb cookies. low-ER carb cookies, i should say. they have been there for weeks. WEEKS. me!
ive had ice cream in the freezer since thanksgiving.
and its low carb.
im finding more and more i want FOOD vs. treats.
before, when i was counting calories, half of my caloric intake, if not more, was from snackie things. ice cream, candy, chips, etc.
i dont even count calories any longer. well, i track them but i dont abide by a count. just carbs.
and i feel better. i feel finally.....free.
like the chains of food are broken.
my every moment is not consumed with the thoughts of food.
ive often said that the reason i began to try to lose weight was that it was so exhausting, thinking about being fat.
would i fit? would i be able to make it physically, doing whatever? would i sweat like a pig? would i be out of breath? would i wheeze? would someone make a fat joke? does the fiance hate who i became? does he find me attractive? how can he when i dont even?
the list goes on and on and on... of things that i was constantly thinking, from the moment i would wake until bed.
it was so tiring, thinking about all the issues that goes along with being fat.
well, this is so much along the same lines.
it is so much easier on my brain without all the carbs, without all the choices.
so, thats my year in review.
i crossed 21,000 fitness minutes this year.
i want to make it 25, 000......
can i do it?
sure i can.
goals for 2013:
*we are getting married in march. my goal is to work out every single day that we are on our honeymoon.
*25,000 fitness minutes.
*finish up my 10,000 squat challenge i posed to myself.
*complete the bridge to 10k.
*reach 140lbs. and re-evaluate.