This year has been a huge year of change and growth for me. On New Year’s Eve 2019 I joined a gym after leaving a high stress job. I weighed 213lbs at 5’3” (female). I was borderline disabled with horrific sciatic, so a lot of mobility issues, along with being prediabetic and prehypertensive.
I started going to the gym on January 1 and while it was miserably difficult, I kept going. And then the diet started changing. And the weight started coming down.
Then I incorporated intermittent fasting because I hated going to bed hungry. And then everything shut down in March. It was getting warmer though. I set a goal to walk a minimum of 3 miles per day. I kept walking. Some days I walked 6 or 9. One day I walked 12. I kept up with the fasting. The weight kept coming off until July.
In July I weighed about 150lb. Nearing my goal of 135...i plateaued. Things were different, I was working, I was studying for school. I wasn’t as keen on the fasting. And honestly? I was tired. I maintained weight between 145-150...and then my husband mentioned that he missed the gym.
And I did too. So we rejoined. 12 days into training daily and I’m already shocked at what I can do. I’m getting so much stronger, I can run so much longer, and today I went to a rock climbing gym and found out ya girl can climb!
When I reached the top of my first wall it felt like a metaphor for this whole year.
It was so fun it almost makes me sad for the woman I was before this year. The one who watched from the sidelines as other people enjoyed being active. So my motivation is back with new meaning. I’m going to keep climbing.
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