Starting Weight as of January 6th, 2014:
In the past year, ever since early November 2012 I've been slowly gaining/losing/gaining/gaining weight. I'm 28 years old, 5 foot 5, 38 D cup, and used to always teeter around a healthy 160-170 pounds for my body type. I'm not a petite woman, never have been, and I used to be very proud of my naturally curvy, big boned, big breasted body. Somewhere along the trips to the gym, the walking at lunch, the eating salads, no fast food (I'm not kidding, I hardly eat it), and having the willpower to try for 10,000 steps a day...my body just lost the fight. It raised it's white flag and started distributed anything I ate to parts of my body it NEVER used to go. It stopped giving me the energy to go on, setting severe fatigue in, and attacking my emotional psyche in the process. Something is off...very off.
Step #1: Today, minus a $50 co-pay later, I gave 8 vials of blood to a specialist to check out my body. I had gone to my primary doctor and due to a positive ANA test (I'm still not quite sure what that means), he suggested I get further blood work done to further the research my body in case I have an underlying condition that has gone unnoticed. This process is my step #1.
However after 3 hours of waiting around due to that I was a new patient, my little gears in my brain started turning after a question the specialist asked me...
"So you've gained approximately 30 pounds in the past year. Well, what has changed in the last year of life?"
The flood gates of my mind starting spewing a montage of all the events and feelings that have surpassed me in the past year and a little light bulb went on in my head. Moving in with Craig, my best friend's wedding and the stress that ensues, two more weddings last year, my work-out buddy leaving me alone to work out only with her sister, my job getting more stressful, my family situations I have no control with boiling over, my patience & stress levels rising and disintegrating at the same time, what appears to be chronic fatigue setting up camp in my body, loss of friendships, penny pinching over the rising gas prices making me conserve my car more, not working out in the morning or night with Craig living in the same room with me, and my doctor hated to say this she told me, but just getting older is a factor that can literally fuck up your weight and ability to lose weight.
I told the specialist a brief summary of the above and more and when I said "Oh these are excuses", she very nicely stated, "No...these are factors that when recognized can be worked on and resolved." I smiled and she continued to say "Don't worry, this is just Day 1. It's going to be okay." I was shocked at how nice she was and how acknowledging outside factors were to all of this...
So now...It is my Day #1. Day #1 to pull my life together and really see what I'm capable of doing here on out. I love that tomorrow is a brand new day for this journey...A brand spanking new day.
I've decided to not make this a resolution, but a goal and a journey for 2014.
If you've made getting healthy and losing weight your resolution...What have you changed so far to help in the process?
I'd love to hear!
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