So, ya know how I lost that last 5 lbs. and how I said it was a REALLY hard 5 lbs. to lose and how I had to just go ballistic and up my workouts and get crazy? Yeah, well, I just gained it all back. Yup. 5 lbs. gained back. That 5 lbs. Every. Freakin. Ounce.
Sigh. All it took was family visiting and my routine being thrown off and the eating out and eating in general that comes with visitors and throw in some stress and not enough working out and there you have it. 5 lbs. Oh poop. So I am not at all happy about it but happy that I was brave enough to get on the scale this morning and see what damage I'd done. That took some courage but it was totally like ripping off the band-aid. Just do it! Just get your ass on that scale and face the music. In this case the music was a big waaaaa waaaa waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. But it's over and done and I know that I can get back on track.
How do I know? What makes me certain? What keeps me moving forward toward my 100 lb. weight loss and the purple hair that will follow? I finally figured out that this is my lifestyle. It took months but then I realized that I don't work out because it's fun or I enjoy it, although it is and I do. I work out because I want to age well. I am defying gravity! I am defying joint deterioration and surgeries! I am defying canes, walkers and wheelchairs! I am defying the inevitable slowing of the brain as the body slows down. I want to know that I am doing everything I can think of to help myself keep my health and my faculties. I want to be the crazy grandma wearing shorts and playing tennis with the grandkids. Altho I DON'T WANT GRANDKIDS ANY TIME SOON!!! And I can't play tennis for shit. I stink at tennis, I'm not expecting that to change.
This keeps me going because I have seen the alternative. This is serious. It is actually life and death. No kidding. So I encourage you to rip off your own band-aid and confront reality. I am totally here to hold your hand if you need a buddy. I am in your corner and I have your back because my struggle is your struggle and visa versa. I know we can do this, it is within our grasp. So rip it and let's go.
I'm sorry about your 5 lbs, but congrats on the determination. You rock so much, it isn't even funny. I'm almost finished with your 100lbs/star wars/ under the sea tattoo. It's going to be legend- wait for it... hope you aren't lactose-intolerant because the next word is... -dary. And I totally stole that from Neil Patrick Harris, but I'm sure he wouldn't mind.
ReplyDeleteBelieve me, you won't get any grandchildren from me anytime soon (or, probably, ever). Well, that doesn't count the furbabies. But dogs and a cat are a FAR cry from kiddos. Also, they're cuter. And fuzzier. And less likely to ask me for money or eat all my cereal or yell at me because they're being defensive.
Hi, Becca!
ReplyDeleteI was happy to see that you are a "fellow blogger"! I am so sorry...I know how it feels. Just know that you have done awesome and you are an inspiration to me! I have lost 17 pounds in a month, because of our brief meeting. I am well on my way to being healthier and happier and I am thankful for your encouragement. I know that you are going to get rid of those 5 pounds...look at how far you have come! Be encouraged :-)