I know those closest to me kind of have a skewed vision of who I am because we don't see the major changes in those we love the most until it is causing great distress and harm. My family and friends still saw me as an athlete, as a runner, as a bootcamper. (or maybe they were just being kind and keeping their mouths shut) Truth is all I am right now is fat and miserable.
Since my daughter's car accident I have suffered from PTSD, Anxiety and SEVERE depression. My one source of constant comfort.. Food. Fried Food, Fatty Food, Sweet Food, Healthy Food, Premade Food, Homemade Food, Chinese, Japanese, Mexican, American it was like a drug I kept shoveling it in. As long as I was eating I wasn't crying or thinking. FOOD FOOD FOOD. 60 pounds in 3 years of FOOD FOOD FOOD! Yes you read that right.. I basically put on 20 pounds a year... except 30 of that was in the last 6 months! I was in TROUBLE.. I was drowning in FOOD!
I posted on Facebook a few weeks ago just how desperate I felt and I am a lucky lucky girl to have some amazing friends and super support. People were reaching out, try this... try that... this works for me.. that works for ME! I appreciate and love each person for their ideas but I also knew were I was in life and what worked and doesn't for me. I was also offered an amazing opportunity to spend the next 6 weeks back in the OBX to participate in an Outer Banks Bootcamp. Where I first found my love of all things challenging and with the greatest support group EVER! Let's face it.. I am currently facing my biggest challenge ever.. myself.
At the same time my dear friend Michelle reached out to me and asked me to give her Lifestyle Change plan a shot. We met and talked and she felt certain that she and the plan could help. At the time I figured what do I really have to lose, I am at the point of wanting someone to cut out half of my stomach and staple it to other organs (ok that isn't how it works but you get where I am coming from.) So I was all in. I started last Monday and powered through the week dodging bullets of frozen margaritas and hurdling pit falls of queso (it was Cinco de Mayo ya know) and here I am today.
5.2 pounds down and 11.5 inches gone!!!!
Yes you read that number correctly. I remeasured what felt like a bazillion times because at first I could not believe the numbers were that high then today I could not believe they had gone down that much. My poor body was so incredibly swollen from all the nastiness I had been putting in it that my flip flops didn't even feel right last week.
So what am I saying is, find what works for you.
Believe in yourself. Believe in the plan.