6 weeks ago one of my new friends, Kerri, asked me to join a gym with her and do a weight loss challenge. I had being trying to find something that would get me excited to work out again. I was entirely uncomfortable in my own skin. I was in.
I hopped on the scale and was stunned to see the numbers I saw, I truly was the heaviest I had ever been. I didn't even really realize it. I knew I was getting softer, fluffier even, but honestly didn't know I had gained that much. My clothes still fit, I mean kind of. Nothing looked the same.
I think the worst part was, it was lazy, happy weight. I just wasn't watching what I ate and wasn't working out. With moving and settling in, I really had "let myself go."
This was rock bottom. I decided then and there. Josh of course had heard all of this before. He had heard me start too many diets and do too many different work outs. He was supportive but skeptical, because to be quite honest, I am a self proclaimed poor sport. If I don't feel like it or I am not good at it, I quit.
Kerri and our friend Canda, who had gone through the program, were such a great support system and it really grew our friendship that much closer. Sweating together and venting about cravings will do that to you.
6 weeks ago began my journey of quitting being a quitter. I will no longer quit on myself. I will no longer quit if I don't make my goals. In fact, I didn't make my 6 week goal, and I am more motivated than ever.
My goal was to loose 20 inches or 20 lbs in 6 weeks. Following a pretty paleo diet and working out 4 times a week, I thought I had a pretty good chance at making the 20 inches, 20 lbs would be awesome, but some reason, that seemed so far fetched. Can I be honest? I worked my butt off, I felt great, I followed my diet with the occasional drink here and there on vacation. It was a 6 week period of real life, vacations, friends in town, dinners out, the whole sha-bang. I felt strong, I felt everything tighten back up, and clothes started fitting the way they should again! If not one other person noticed, I didn't even care because I felt great.
Weigh in and measuring day came, and I was really proud of my results, but they weren't the full 20 lbs or 20 inches. The poor sport in me was disappointed. And embarrassed that I had told people I was doing this and failed. Did I really fail though? NO, I sure as hell didn't! I lost 7 lbs off my actual weight, but a total of 14 lbs of fat. I gained 8 lbs of muscle, lost 9 inches total, and lost 8% body fat! And most importantly, I wasn't done. I was not quitting.
Though this is just the beginning of a journey I won't quit, I can't help but want to share that journey. I have done so many diets, I have started running, stopped, started personal training, then stopped. I have done it all. And then I quit it. I hate that I have been a quitter a lot of my life, but that habit stops now.
I love being active, I love feeling strong, and it took me hitting a bottom of gaining too much weight to realize I need to pursue a healthy lifestyle. The same way our relationships take work and dedication, so does your relationship with your body. I am finally in a place the last couple years that I truly love who Jesus has made me, shouldn't my body reflect that? I am quitting the self loathing I was putting my body through.
I only post this to humbly say, you can quit being a quitter right now, not for anyone else but for yourself. The journey is long and hard, but the alternative isn't acceptable to me any more. I want to be a healthy woman, wife, daughter, and someday mother. Not just for me, but those who I love and want to be here with as long as God gives me.
What are some of your hardships you have had to quit? What are your favorite work outs that have changed the game for you? I would love to hear about it!