Ok, it’s about to get real up here people! I went back and forth with posting this. It’s really personal and I am putting myself out there! If there is a chance that someone will feel inspired and motivated, then I decided it’s worth it.
Weight loss has been a struggle my whole life. Since I was old enough to understand english and what doctors where saying, I have been told that I am over weight. I grew up hating my body. I tried to lose weight all through my Jr. High and High School years. I was athletic, but I was never “Skinny” or as “Beautiful” as my peers. I would go days without eating (I know its sad!) and then when I would eat, I would only allow myself a single pop and a single snack size bag of chips! Crazy, I know! But, I just didn’t know any better.
Then in my adult life, I decided I was going to try and lose the weight again. But, I was going to be “Healthy” about it. Again, I had no idea and I was not diabetic yet. Looking back the only healthy thing I did was buy actual butter and go for a long walk every now and then. Ridiculous!
Then I got married and pregnant. This is where Diabetes made its debut into my life. About 5 months into my pregnancy, I found out I was diabetic. I was shocked but not totally surprised. I had heard, on and off my whole life that if I didn’t “Take care of myself” that this would happen eventually. Now it was here. I tried to manage it but it was easier said than done. Long story short, I had a healthy baby boy 2 weeks early, then got pregnant again 4 months later. Diabetes was there to congratulate me and I gained a ton of weight! After my daughter was born I battled post postpartum depression. It took me months and in some ways years, to gather myself together again. I did it! But only with the help of doctors, family and friends.
After all that mess, I finally decided I needed to accept my body and myself. I needed to learn to LOVE myself just as I was. I was loved after all. I had a good life. So, I started that journey. I came to a point where I felt “content” with my body. Except on Black Friday, when I would meet my nemesis, the Kohl’s store mirrors! Ha!
If I was really honest with myself, which I wasn’t, I would have seen, that I was just brushing my deep seeded issue under the rug. I needed to lose the weight, but in the most loving way. I needed to do it BECAUSE I loved me. I needed to do it because I LOVED my family and wanted to live as long as possible, as far as I could control. I came to THAT point recently. I decided I was going to take the plunge and invest in my health. For me, for the love of me, for the love of my family. For the Glory of God, I wanted to get in the BEST shape I have ever been in MY WHOLE LIFE!
So, here I am. Four months in, two fitness challenges under my belt. I am stronger than ever. I am slowly making progress. How much weight have I lost? Well, not much according the scale. But, if you want to touch my thigh as I just casually stand, you will quickly realize, I could send you to the ground in one swift kick! Like a ninja donkey! Ka-pow!
Below, I have added a few pictures of me after my first 6 week challenge, back in November of 2016. It’s not the prettiest. I certainly don’t expect to be contacted by any major beauty magazines. But, it’s me. It’s my body. It’s my temple. It’s where my babies where formed. It’s what has carried my soul through this life! So, I do love it. I do feel good in my skin, for once!
Does any of this hit home with you? Do you feel like you’ve been on a weight-loss journey that has been full of ups and downs….more downs? I would love to hear your stories below! Let’s help cheer each other on to victories!
Love, Peace and Victories!