Wednesday, March 06, 2013
My husband has asked me to write his biography, to promote the opening of our daycare. It got me thinking about my story. Then I read Dean Anderson's story. I think writing our success story is a good way to plan for the future.
I was a chubby baby, the little sister who wasn't so little. My mother noticed, and treated me differently than my sister, like "Kris can have ice cream, you can't" So I learned to sneak ice cream. I developed issues with neglect and deprivation. If faced with a choice, I would eat both. I learned to hide behind my brain. I went to school, found a partner, had children, advanced professionally. I learned to deal with childhood trauma, and a diagnosis of mental illness. Life was successful but I gained weight, I dealt with stress by eating, I had gained the baby weight, and I was too busy being a mother, a wife a professional to work out. I have soem food addiction issues. My health suffered. I had a diagnosis of gestational diabetes, which didn't go away when the baby was born. I ignored it. For ten years.
Along the way, I dieted. I tried ever short term diet out there. I once figured that I had dieted twice a year starting at age 12- 30 years ago. that's 60 attempts at dieting. I would start January 1, and then again in September. Nothing took, nothing lasted. and I was progressively unhealthy.
In October of 2011, I was tired, depressed and sick. My blood sugars were elevated. My A1C was 14. I was on some serious medication and it was just getting worse. SO, I took 6 weeks off from work, admitted I needed help and set about to get healthy. Not to lose weight, although I figured that would be a bi-product of being healthy.
I journal what I eat, joined a gym and started working out. All those diets, all those years, I had gained knowledge about diet, exercise adn I put it to use. I lost 20 pounds. I discovered SparkPeople. I admitted I needed more help, and I went on insulin therapy. I have battled it for a year. I am off insulin now, but continue to struggle with consistency. I know what I need to do; and created a daily checklist of steps to take care of myself. Some days, I do great, others I stand still. I don't go backward. All of it works together to paint a picture of health. I treadmill daily, and do strength training three times a week ( that's the plan anyway). I spark each day. I have daily goals, weekly goals and a bigger picture. Some days are great. All of them work together. Biggest change- I make time for me. I plan menus for my health and taste and cook to please me. My family has to adjust. I am trying supplements, and still take oral meds. I demoted at work ( less stress, more time) and I work on projects that please me. Hopefully, the next episode of my story is that the consistency paid off, and the weight begins to drop. I have gained and lost this same 5 pounds for several months.