At the start of the year, I set my one word as restore, with health and strength being two of the things I needed to restore to my life. I’ve never been one to seriously stick to resolutions. But this time was different. I needed to make a change. I wanted to be stronger. I was sick of hurting my back, sick of feeling drained.
And here I am. Almost 10 months later and I’ve stuck to my goal. And while I started out slim, I was not muscular by any means. I took a gamble and stepped outside of my comfort zone and low and behold, I began to see some amazing results. Seeing your body change and take on a whole new shape, a whole new physique you never thought possible is completely amazing and addicting.
I’ve gone from 20% to 18.3% body fat and 32.1% to 33.1% muscle and I’ve gained 2.8lbs. I never did measurements or anything else, because frankly, I am not trying to lose inches or pounds. My goal has always been to be a healthier, stronger me.
Throughout all of this, I’ve discovered that I like bike riding! That is not hard anymore. And now that I have muscles and a strong core to carry me, running is actually easy (though I still don’t enojoy it, so its not something I do by itself). I’ve learned that I love to try new things like aerial yoga or do challenges like obstacle courses.
Two weeks ago, I went to see my doctor to discuss my plan for making it through this winter. When he walked in, he immediately commented that in the 13 years he’s known me, this is the best I’ve ever looked. And that was saying a LOT, given that it was likely the busiest 2 weeks of the year and I was sorely lacking in sleep at that point and feeling like crap!
These past 3 weeks, I’ve been part of a nurtition challenge at my gym. While I’ve mostly always eaten healthy, this has given me the final nudge to feel my best by making sure not only that I get in my fruits, veggies, protein, carbs, probiotics, and water each day, but that I get enough and that I am fueling my body post-workout, as well. During all of this, I’ve given up my daily cup of coffee. I miss it (just haven’t gotten around to buying decaf yet), but you know what? Gone is my afternoon slump. So its worth its weight in gold.
All that said, I guess what I am getting at is that there are no short cuts. The dedication of hard work and healthy eating (and no, I do not believe in “cheating”…I believe in everything in moderation, because life’s too short not to enjoy the fun things, too) are what got me here. And I am damn proud of myself for sticking with this one. Especially because I want to set a good example for my children.