Almost three months ago, I shared this post about needing to work out more. Time flies, because until I looked back for the post, I thought I’d just written it last month. Whoops.
At that time, I had intentionally slowed my life down. I was blogging less, working from home with my day job, and Jason was in finals mode for law school (read: never home). I was kind of down, and maybe even a little depressed. I’m a person who needs to stay busy, but I was burnt out in a major way. The comments I received from that post both on the blog, and my personal channels (Facebook, really) were so incredibly supportive, and I was so grateful for it. It’s always a bit scary to put yourself out there like that…
A few people suggested group workouts, and while I initially thought that was so not for me, I began to warm up to it, and started out slow. I drove downtown to enjoy Zumba in the park with a friend. It was just once a week, but I started to really look forward to it. Then, I signed up for Pure Barre with my best friend, and holy shit, was it hard. But I wanted to go back for more.
At the same time I started to finally get a fitness routine down, life got busy again. I helped plan the Food and Wine Conference, things picked up big time with the day job (more travel), and Jason was/is on summer break, and my new routine was quickly forgotten…Just like my healthy eating habits. AGAIN.
And now, we have a busy summer coming up, and I need to find the balance; with my eating/exercising/weight loss, and with being busy, but knowing when to also slow down.
I’ve known for a long time I need to lose weight. I actually feel fine for the most part, but I hate how I feel on the outside, and I’m not allowing myself to live life fully. I may be busy, but half of the time I feel miserable, and not like ME. It’s also not fair to my husband, or those close to me. We’re also starting to take babies, and I don’t want to worry about my weight being an issue.
My biggest moment of clarity, and knowing it’s just damn time, to do this: Last month, at Universal, I was too big for one of the rides. We were with a group of friends, and I can’t tell you how horribly embarrassed I felt. We decided to buy an annual pass, and I couldn’t fit in one of the seats for the roller coaster. Am I going to just not ride roller coasters anytime we visit the parks?! (that’d be a no, p.s.) Plus walking in the heat had me in so much pain in my shins, and calves. I’m thirty-two, guys. Enough is enough. That’s where I feel I am not living a full life, the way I see it in my head, and the way I think it looks to those on the outside. I’m living half a life, and I only have myself to blame.
Beginning each week, on Wednesdays, I plan to start sharing what I eat for the whole week; a food diary, if you will. With a side note to what workouts I do each day, as well. Not only to keep myself accountable, but to also inspire others to eat better, if they’re struggling. Plus, personally, for whatever reason, I am always super fascinated with what others have on their menus at home.
I hope you’ll follow along, and enjoy this new series as much as I am going to!