7 months. 212 days. 5088 hours. 305,280 minutes. 18,316,800 seconds.
That is how long I’ve been going to the gym. I officially started on October 21, 2013. I’m sure I’ve said it before, but that will be a favorite day of mine for the rest of my life. It’s the day I started making changes for the better in my life. I haven’t done it alone, not by a long shot, but I showed up that day ready to do whatever I was told to make my life worth living. To make my life joyous, enjoyable. Hell, to make ME all of those things. I can’t believe 7 months has already passed. Sometimes I feel like I started yesterday and other times I feel like I’ve been doing this for a long time. It has been hard, exciting, scary, emotional, and frustrating. I’ve laughed and cried. (a lot) I’ve learned that I can do a lot of things. All you have to do is know you can do it. Just try. I’ve amazed myself at the exercises I’ve done. Some I like more than others. Some I wonder who in the world came up with these, hello burpees? And how did they settle on that name?
I started off not knowing what to expect. Picture someone so out of shape it was a struggle to tie her shoes. Getting winded putting on tennis shoes! Someone who was ashamed to go to new places or just to go out and have fun. Worried about what people would say about her size. People are incredibly cruel and making fat jokes or fun of fat people is a widely accepted form of discrimination. It’s hurtful. Anyway, back to it…Jake was willing to take this person (me) and see what she could do. What they could do together. Well, together we have gotten rid of 62 pounds. Hopefully more when I weigh in on Friday. Either way, I’m on a path to a healthier life. An enjoyable life. I no longer get winded putting on my shoes. I can fit in chairs better. I move easier. I even shower easier. TMI I’m sure, but whatever. 🙂
I know I’ve said this multiple times before, but I never thought at this time last year I would be where I am today. Lighter, happier, and excited about the journey I’m on. It’s a lifestyle change and it’s definitely changing my life. It’s not all moonlight and roses but I wouldn’t trade any frustration or tear shed for anything. It’s still tough to pass up food or make the better choice, but I’m willing to keep on doing it. I have to for the results I want. I’m not sure if I’ve said it publicly, but my ultimate goal is to get to 200 pounds. I have 222 pounds to lose. That is a lot and it will take a little time but it always reminds me of that saying or joke “How do you eat an elephant? One bite at a time” I’ll get there one pound at a time.
If you are in the same boat that I was or maybe not so big, but still need to lose weight – Just know that YOU can do it. Just start with that one step. Or get out of the car at the gym. No one there is paying attention to you anyway. At least not in a negative way. 🙂
Here’s to the next 7 months and all they bring! I can’t wait.