I haven't been very good about taking monthly photos for the last 5 or so months, but I did take them today. And while looking at them, I couldn't help but compare it to a year ago.
At 310#, I was still quite a bit smaller than my highest weight of 420#. But I wasn't happy. I certainly wasn't healthy. And I definitely wasn't active.
On January 3, I was in line at McDonalds, and wondered if I made just one BETTER decision, if I could build on it and get back on track to losing more weight. My first act on my journey? I ordered an Egg McMuffin and diet coke WITHOUT hashbrowns. Yep, not exactly healthy fair. But it was better than it would have been. And I did build on it. The next day, after a lot of thought, I joined a gym.
I am nonathletic. I have zero balance. I had NEVER belonged to a gym. But even though I had lost WEIGHT, I didn't feel like I had made much progress toward getting FIT. That was one of the best decisions I could have made for myself and my family!
I think this was the third or forth day at the gym. I was still overwhelmed and my muscles were aching. But I was making progress. My good decisions were building on each other.
That first day, I decided not to eat the hashbrowns. Then I decided to give up my 10-12 diet pepsi per DAY habit (yes, I had a killer headache for about a week). I started drinking water (unheard of before that). I moved my body. I fed it healthy, nutritious food. I started educating myself on nutrition and fitness. I started getting honest with myself about why and how I let myself end up being 28 years old and 420#. Then I started being honest with others. These changes did not happen overnight. They were small steps that have led me down a road of progress. And the number on the scale.... I'm starting to see that as a side effect to the journey, not the main prize. The real prize in all of this is that I've earned back my self respect. I'm learning to love myself again. Not in a narcissistic way, but in a way that we were created to love, care for, and nurture our selves and our bodies. For years, I neglected and abused myself. This past year, I nurtured myself. And it hurt. There's the truth... this year was painful and hard and exhilarating and amazing. And it was one of the most worthwhile things I have EVER done. And I can not wait to finish this journey and begin the journey of maintenance.
I still have about 70# to lose. To some, that may sound like an extreme number. To me, that sounds very do-able. I guess that changed this year too. I went from thinking "Maybe I can" to just "I can".
So can you. Make a good decision. One good decision for yourself. Then build on it.