Fifty down and many miles logged...
Malibu Spartan Sprint-"Stretch on left, we MANAGED THIS!"
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Knocked down, Stressed out, Injured, Depressed, Exhausted and SO Far out of shape, I could be in my own solar system...The picture on the left? Ha, NO!
I am an auntie again with the cutest toddler niece whom I am caring for and a grand nephew just born. I'd like to be the fun auntie, not the breathless, wheezing auntie. To that end I am here. Clearly I cannot do this by myself.
I stepped on the scale today and it screamed out in terror. Then I screamed. SO NOT PRETTY.
So that is why on 4/23/2015 I am doing this for the FINAL TIME!
Feb 25th, 2014-So six weeks in with only a few hiccups I have found a balance with the food, low carb seems to work best, exercise and life so HUZZAH! Here's to Spring being equally good!
Jan 7th, 2014
So close and yet so far....I worked my butt off(literally) to get the picture to the left. It was a "me" year. It took a long time, I vowed I would never re-gain the weight. I had this, I knew my triggers, I had a plan and BOOM!EPIC FAIL.
Why? Well I have stress, we all have stress but when the hospital my spouse has worked for the past 25 years decided to FIRE his department as a cost saving measure. That was really stressful. It took me 100's of hours of research, legal readings to deduce that even though the hospital thought they could fire these "subcontractors" they really had a handful of misclassified employees. I did my share and 18months later he's still working but it's not resolved yet. This was STRESS times ten. Stretch, my middle school runner had an allergic reaction on December 23rd, 2012. The diagnosis, he's allergic to exercise. I kid you not. The allergist thought "he could give up running, maybe try dance?"
Well out came the gluten , the soy, the dye, the NSAIDs because the tiny percent of folks who have this, have a secondary trigger. Races we ran together, he was always waiting for me, turned into to races he'd attempt with me on the side lines and 4-5 people on the course, just in case. He carried an inhaler, an Epi-pen, Benadryl. My husband, the airway doctor, was slow to get on board with "managing" this condition. My mother, the nurse, had more concerns. We fought, argued, disagreed. Stress skyrocketed. Shorty, my then fifth grader finally crashed and burned academically. I knew he had "something" even though no one agreed, including the spouse. finally, we have a diagnosis, we have a plan.
I tried to get back in the flow, signed up for the pinkest 10K in March and at mile 4 admitted my first DID NOT FINISH(DNF) and was hauled back to the start by the medics. The verdict was a torn calf muscle. The hope was healed in weeks, the reality was months. The cane threw my back out of whack and my shoulder followed. I sat, I ate, I worried, I stopped sleeping and yes I slowly started growing out of my workout clothes. My back hurts, my arm definition is gone, my abs. what abs?
So here's the thing. Stretch is being managed. Shorty is being managed. Doctor dude has his job and I have a team of great union people, labor attorneys fighting the fight. I'm committed to 2014 being the year of NO DNF's. I will start and FINISH this weight loss/fitness journey. There has to be "me" in order for there to be an "us" or a "we." I'm amazed it's only taken me 47 years to figure this out? My first run in 2014 is a 5K on Sunday. I will finish.
Along this journey I have let myself get sidetracked by everyone else's "needs." I think my family thinks I look "good enough" so therefore anything else I do is me being a bad wife or mother. I think if I don't make myself a priority that no one else will and maybe just based on survival I need to do it for me? In a perfect world the saying is, "if you take care of those you love, you won't have to take care of yourself because they will take care of you." Clearly I don't LIVE in that world and no change other than one instigated by me is going to happen. So today it's ME, all about ME.
So far July has been rough after too much partying at the end of June...I updated my ticker, alas it is higher than June, so today is my mid-year check point. It's a reboot, I went to bootcamp even though I was tired. I'm holding the food thing in check and TRACKING EVERYTHING! Seriously depressing to realize that I have a whopping 300 calories left for dinner...It would be more depressing to gain this weight back so the 300 calories is simply a hiccup in getting BACK TO BASICS! Track food, spend calories wisely, sweat equity. It works, I know it works. I've been trying to make more good choices than bad ones while on this journey. So if you need a mid-year re-boot, join the party. I'm leaving this plateau and moving on down!
So it's no longer the same fifty pounds...I'm down a total of 56 pounds from my all time high, I did manage to lose 35 pounds in 2011 here on Spark, even cooler than going from a size 24/26 to a 14??? I got some of my confidence back. I acheived some fitness goals that I thought were never going to happen at 45. I ran a couple of 10K's and even a half marathon. I went to bootcamp 4-5 times a week EVERY week, broken toes or not! So this year my goals still include losing weight, however I also will be doing my first sprint triathalon on June 9th in Alameda, California.
I've been struggling with the same fifty pounds...I have a slow/non-existent thyroid compliments of my second son and it has gotten incredibly difficult to shed this weight. I was fit and healthy for years. I started a boot camp in May of 2010, dropped 10 pounds, gained some muscle and am now ready to tackle the food part of my weight loss.
December 2011-I've stalled, de-railed and even changed course. Stopped trying to lose and trained for and ran a half marathon in October. Since my fitness journey began in May 2010 I'm down almost 50 pounds. By the time I hit my Spark goal I will be down 70 pounds altogether, or more than my 9yo son, AAACK! I originally thought I'd settle for a good "mom" weight as hyper fit may never be mine again and yet now that I'm tasting the good life, I think I might just aim for that bikini after all!
2013 was a wash physically. An injury and too much stress set me onto a path of a downward spiral. 2014 is starting off much better, shed a few pounds, finished my first 5K of the year. Finally have my food under control, so that's a win! The mental acuity is sharper, a good thing since Stretch is days away from 14 and shorty at 11.5 has joined the ranks of middle school. Beat all my previous times for races this year and rock the world's ugliest TRI-SUIT in August at the SB triathalon!
It's still TEAM STRONG over Skinny in our house. Shorty seems to have moved past his body image issues and we are all happier! After becoming gluten intolerant as two summer ago, I went gf only to have Stretch join the ranks in September as we were still struggling to control his allergy to exercise, I kid you not-that is the diagnosis. He and I started with the witch doctor as well and are using bio-feedback as part of his control/management. My fingernails/hair have grown back and then some as a result. My arthritic knee is feeling better, life is better-2014 here we come.
Married to a hard working guy who logs a lot of hours. Lucky to have 3 bonus kids (2 out of college, one still there) who still like to come home and visit! Two smaller boys(11.5 &14) at home and an ark full of furry friends!
This year I'm setting some PERSONAL RECORDS FOR SPEED, maybe instead of turtle girl, I'll get a new moniker?
| current weight: 223.0