So, anywhoo! I have not only been slacking on my blog but I have also been slacking at the gym. But, I have been making up for it these last few days. Today I ran a treadmill 5k in my best time and then walked until I made it to 4 miles. Then I pumped some iron. No, not really. I just used the weight machines in the Women's area of the gym I go to. In total I worked out for an hour and a half. I am going to wear my heart on my sleeve here for a bit folks...
In high school I ran track and was in the best shape of my life. However, this is TOTALLY what I thought of myself...
It is a very sad truth. I wish I had some pictures of me from High School on my computer so I could show them to you. Or have my picture albums down from the attic so I could scan them and show you... But, I don't. So, you are just going to have to picture it on your own. I was 5' 8" (I still am by the way. No shrinkage yet!) and averaged at around 145 lbs, give or take. That converts to a BMI of 22 (normal BMI for a healthy adult women is around 18-25). I seriously thought I was FAT!!!!! I remember asking my mom before every meal if it was going to make me fat. Or going school clothes shopping and crying in the dressing room because I thought I looked FAT in my size 28x33 Silver jeans (I think that converts to like a size 7/long). I would do ANYTHING for that body back and to think that I beat myself up about it (I am shaking my head as I type this). It brings tears to my eyes in knowing how blind I was and how MEAN I was to myself. Teenage girls can be mean, but I think they are the biggest bullies to THEMSELVES.
So, long story short...
I was at this weight when my husband and I started dating. I was going into my Junior year of High School and he had just graduated...holla! An older guy! So, obviously he was attracted to the "thin" me. So, now that I have had two babies and gained X amount of pounds since then, (I am not going to tell you how many pounds because then you would do the math and then I would be TOTALLY embarrassed that I have let that happened.) I feel like I have let him down. Even though he has never once told me that I have let myself go or that I need to loose weight, I still feel that I have let him down. What guy doesn't want a SMOKIN' wife?
So, short story long...
I have been making an effort to loose the extra poundage. I lost most of my baby weight and more after my first pregnancy only to...Whamoo, get preggers again! Well, my baby is almost 2 1/2 years old and I am now FINALLY almost back to my prepreggo weight. Considering I was chubbier then I would have liked to be when I got pregnant in the first place, I am pushing myself to go further then just prebaby weight. But, the funny thing is that even with my weight gain over the years I have NEVER been as mean to myself as I was when I was at my lowest weight. Age, it changes your perception on things I guess?
But, I am proud to say that counting my calories (I am not as consistent with that as I should be) and going to the gym has given me some improvements. I am now down 34 lbs in one year. Slow and steady wins the race people!
This picture is from last Christmas 2011.
I am not going to be mean to myself and say something like...Hubba Hubba look at that Chubba!
Sorry, I had to.
This was taken in September 2012.
Aren't we cute? I love my little family. They are my motivation.
My husband and my kiddos truly are my motivation. I want to be as healthy as I can be for them. I want to be able to move around easily and play with my children. I want to get out of bed in the morning and have energy for them. I want to make healthy meals for them. I want to be able to go on a 12 mile family bike ride without getting winded. I want to be able to go to the beach or pool with my kiddos and not feel self conscious in a swimming suit. I want to be a role model for my kids. I want my husband to be proud of me. I want my husband to give me the "head to toe" look and smile. I want to snuggle with my husband and not feel like I am crushing him...haha!
Thank you for reading my blog post. I hope you enjoyed me laying my heart on my sleeve. Hopefully it gave you some inspiration to be the best YOU and the healthiest YOU. Also, try not to beat yourself up. Things will never change, in fact they may get worse if you do. But, also remember to not live in denial.
Love Yourself!
...and don't forget to work for it. Your body will thank you.