Hi, all! In an effort to be transparent and (hopefully) a tiny bit motivational as well, I’m going to be doing a monthly weigh-in on the first Wednesday of every month. My plan is to give an update not only of my weight, but also to check in on how I have been doing with my eating, workouts, and my spiritual discipline. There is nothing like accountability to others to keep you from slacking; this is something I learned when training for a 5k. So here is my story; my “fitness” testimony, if you will.
I met my husband at the gym.
There was a period of time in my life where I was very, very good about working out. I had just graduated with my bachelor’s degree in Human Performance and had gotten my EP-C.. and I was working out at least 5 days a week. I was also 23 years old and living at home with no boyfriend or rent or bills to speak of. It was super easy to eat the healthy food my mom was making for me every night and spend two hours at the gym after work (I got off work at 4:30 pm). Then I met Brad, and all of a sudden there was a priority shift. Ironically, our first “date” was me asking him to start training for a triathlon with me… which turned into a 5 mile walk, no triathlon, and 5 years later, a wonderful marriage. Brad is awesome. Also, he still works outs like 5 days a week… and has literally not gained one pound since we started dating. Ugh. But anyway, back to my priority shift.
My priorities kept changing.
Once I met Brad, who had a much more flexible work schedule than I did, I started working out less and doing other things with him more often… other things like going out to eat, going to the movies, and of course some more active pursuits as well like kayaking or bike riding… but nowhere near the amount of physical activity I was getting previously. Over the 5 years we dated before we got married, I ended up going back to school (time-sucker), getting a new job (with harder hours) and little by little getting more and more out of shape. Looking back, I realize that working out was never really a priority for me, but it was just something I liked to do to fill up time. Oh, and don’t even get me started on the spiritual side of things… talk about dry spell. There was just nothing there. So I married a guy who loves to work out and be in shape, graduated from school (again) and got a job as a physical therapist assistant in an outpatient clinic (which I LOVE). Perfect time to get things going again!
Then I got pregnant.
Granted, this was 6 months after we got married, but I just couldn’t get my stuff together. We had already been together for 5 years and knew we wanted to get pregnant pretty quickly… and when I finally got that positive test I was SO excited. Not only were we going to have a little baby (yay!) but I finally didn’t have to feel self conscious about my weight! I was going to get fat and no one could say anything because I was growing a tiny human. So there. I will say I was semi-aware of what I was eating and trying to stay as active as I felt like throughout my pregnancy, and I did a decent job of it, because I only gained about 35 pounds (and my son weight 9 lb 5 oz, so, he was a good chunk of that weight). I lost some of the pregnancy weight but overall… the general health downslide I have been on over the past 6 years or so was just topped off by the added weight and body composition change that inevitably comes along with pregnancy.
Talk about priorities. Geez.
So.. if you have a kid, you know. As soon as that little screamer enters the world your entire universe changes, and they are the priority in your life. They demand that. Lucky if you get a breath in during nap time before they need to eat or be changed or just have you stare at them and cuddle them and smell them and… ugh I love my kid. Now he’s 8 months old and screams every time I leave the room. How do you compete with THAT? Besides I just love being with him and watching him grow and learn and just develop more and more into the person God designed him to be.. how awesome? But it also throws into light how now, more than ever, it is time. It’s time to fix those bad habits I’ve gotten into over the years. It’s time to show my son that we need to take care of our bodies and we need to spend time with Jesus every day. So this is my life. I work full-time, I have an 8 month old son, I have a wonderful husband who also works full-time. Those are my realities on a daily basis. There are three things that I am planning to work in to that framework; time with the Lord, physical activity, and healthy eating. I know HOW to do it, I know WHY to do it, and now I am GOING to do it, and share what I know as I go.
And THAT is why I am doing this blog. I know I’m not the only one who has a story like this. Let’s do it, ladies. Let’s do it to honor God, let’s do it to feel better, let’s do it to keep up with our kiddos and to boost our confidence. My first weigh-in will be on Wednesday, December 7th. I look forward to hearing your stories as well, and what works (or doesn’t!) for you!