I haven’t posted anything recently about weight loss or fitness, and that is probably because I have been distracted by work, family, and little bits of people I shouldn’t be seeing.
As many of my regular readers know, I got kinda fat a couple of years ago. Not that it happened all of a sudden, mind you. In January of 2013 I was just tipping the BMI scale at obese, and let me tell you, having been a skinny kid? Cruising close to 200 pounds was not something that I was proud of. I got lazy, I got happy, I got complacent. I got a job just around the corner from the cafeteria at work. ‘Nuff said.
The hubs? He loved me thin, he loved me fat, but he also wanted me to be comfortable in my own skin, which I wasn’t at 192.
In a moment I’m going to (as I put it to Bobby, a body building friend of mine earlier) grow a pair and show you three progress pictures; one from Week 1, one from May of last year (when I got brave enough to put on a two piece swim suit), and the last from just a couple of weeks ago. I probably need to do one from tonight, but it’s late, I’m tired, and I am feeling comfy in a tee shirt and workout pants, and don’t feel like standing in front of a mirror in a bikini trying to take a decent selfie.
This past 18 months has been more like an experiment in the kitchen than a “journey,” as many people like to call it. It’s like perfecting a recipe that you created. You have to use trial and error to get the correct amount of ingredients into the pot to make it taste the way you like it. Not enough salt? Add more. Maybe cut back on the cayenne pepper. You get what I mean. Everyone’s recipe to where they want to be, physically, is going to be different, just like everyone’s favorite recipe is going to be different.
That said? I’ve tweaked carbs, increased protein, eaten more, eaten less, and am still fine tuning all of this. I’ve bulked and cut, and decided not to bulk again until fall, because bikinis. I have this idea in my mind that if I hit 135 pounds that I’ll be satisfied, but realistically? I know that’s not true. It isn’t about the scale number. It’s about how I look and feel.
I joined a 12-week challenge a month ago, and there are actually minimum cardio minutes to do in order to keep your team going, as well as strength minutes. (And the minimum minutes change from week to week, so you have to stay on the ball, lol!) I have noticed a lot of change in the past month with the added cardio and regular lifting (and I say regular, because between Christmas and Easter I got slack, had dental stuff done, and just basically got complacent again, lifting one to three times a week and that was it). I guess my competitive nature won’t let me stop, plus I now have a team that I count on, and they count on me, and we all pull our weight (no pun intended).
Why am I telling you all of this? It’s because I see people every day, in person and online, that get frustrated because this isn’t working or that isn’t working, and they just throw up their hands and quit. It isn’t an overnight thing, this getting back to where you once were or better. It takes trial and error. It takes patience. Most importantly? It takes TIME. This stuff isn’t for the impatient, that’s for sure.
Will I ever be through with all of this? Nope. Even after I have reached my personal goal(s), I will continue to pick up the heavy things, because it’s good for my bones and me. I will continue to do some form of cardio, because it’s also good for my heart.
This has been a rather difficult post to write, because it was one thing to write about it without the images, but it’s another different animal to actually SHARE these with the rest of the world. Only a handful of people have seen them.
So while I’m not there, yet, here are those progress photos I mentioned above. Please refrain from laughing so loudly that I can hear you, because I still have some insecurities and see some of that fat girl left in the mirror:
All of this said? In forum-speak: TL;DR (or Too Long; Didn’t Read) – Don’t give up. It sure doesn’t happen overnight. Find what works and stick with it till it doesn’t, then find something else that does. Did I mention don’t give up?
Until next time…