Two long or short years ago depending on if you are a half full or half empty kind of person, I decided once and for all to forgo dieting and learn to live a healthy life. I joined Weight Watcher’s and signed up on Spark and never looked back.
I started with baby steps. I could only walk a 21 minute mile. I tracked everything I ate and I stayed in my point range (calorie) range but didn’t worry too much about the exact thing I ate. The better I felt the more I did. My eating became methodical (I haven’t had a French fry in 2 years), my water intake was awesome and I was more active.
I had lost about 50-60 lbs in May when I decided to walk/run my first 5k. I was hooked after that and entered into a lottery to complete the Houston Aramaco Half Marathon, it actually fell on what would be my one year anniversary. It was a sign.
January 15, 2012, I completed my first half marathon. I had lost over 110 lbs and I felt good, but I wasn’t at my goal, so I continued on.
Unfortunately, that was the highlight on my 2012. I had many obstacles that I encountered. My husband left me at the end of April, I became a single parent, working a million hours a week, If ever I were going to lose his battle it would have been then. But alas I kept working and losing. The ongoing divorce left me with financial issues, and a medical issue. October proved to be an even worse month, when I discovered a lump in my breast. Luckily, it wasn’t cancerous and that was reason to celebrate. However, I was still having issues with trying to get divorced and things were bleak.
I decided that I would dedicate 2013 to being the girl I was always meant to be. I got to my original goal weight in 2012 but I want a little more this year and I want to get really strong. I celebrate my 2 year anniversary by completing another half marathon.
Sunday, January 13, 2013, the weather was frigid 46, wind chill 30 and rain, but I was on the start line at 6:50 am. There was nothing that was going to stand in my way. Life could throw whatever it wanted at me and I was going to finish. I may not beat my time; but I was finishing. The music started and we made our way to the start line. My mantra was “just bring it, cause I got this.” The first 4 miles were wet but fast. Mile 6 was tough but the rain had stopped. Mile 9 made me want to cry. I walked mile 12. I ran across the finish line hurting, cold and wet but with a sense of pride and accomplishment that I’m not sure many people get to feel. I crossed the finish line knowing that I can indeed do anything that I allow myself to do. I will no longer fear or be afraid of doing anything. The only thing to be afraid of is not doing it.
My latest saying is this “You have to start to finish!”
I am told often that I am motivational and an inspiration and that does feel good. I hope I inspire the masses but most importantly I hope I inspire my daughter. I never want her to feel the shame or embarrassment that I have felt. I don’t want her to ever let food or laziness control her. So with all that being said here is my secret to success… you have to want it more than you want food or to lay on the couch. It’s hard and it never really becomes easy but I can tell you that after losing almost 150 lbs, it feel so much better to hurt after a half marathon than it does to hurt from being obese.