What a difference a year makes!
March 20th marked 1 year since I stepped in my gym. 1 year. This anniversary is beyond special to me. I have NEVER kept with any sort of fitness regimen for more than 2-3 months. Ever. This is a big deal.
When I made the decision to start working out, it was really by chance that I found my gym. My friend told me about this class she took and said the first class was free. I clearly remember my first class, we had double unders. Being my first class, I had no idea what a double under was, but I could do single jumps. It was those jumps that really opened my eyes. I had such a hard time jumping rope. I resorted to running with it like I was an elementary school kid on the playground. It was embarrassing, but I wanted to do what I could. That was the wake up call. Who can’t jump rope? I should of been able to do it, but I was so out of shape that there was just no way. Now, I can do double unders! ( It has been a while, but I have done them!) It was there I made the decision to stick to it and it has been one of the best decisions of my life.
It saved my life. If I kept going down that path, who knows where I would be, glad I didn’t find out.
I was a size 22/24 and climbing. I am now a size 16!
I have lost 38 pounds!
Honestly, when I envisioned this milestone, I thought I would be this skinny little thing down 100 lbs. Obviously, an unrealistic expectation. I think I am doing just fine where I am and moving along. I love working out and it has become part of my routine. I crave it!
As corny as it sounds, I have grown so much as a person this year. I am breaking old habits that derailed myself before. This is just as important to me as the physical working out. Especially for my kids to see. I want my kids to see that I don’t give up. I don’t want them to ever give up on something they believe in and what better example than myself?
It has been a journey of ups and downs. I have progressed so much from where I started. Hit goals . And ran my first 5k. A feeling that was so overwhelming I can’t even describe it. I have run myself off track and crashed my wagon, but I got a new wagon and kept going instead of letting it end the journey.
I ” Just Keep Swimming”
” Just Keep Swimming” is such a simple phrase, but if you think about it, it means so much. It keeps me going, these 3 simple words. I cherish them! They have become such a big part of this journey.
In this first year I have had ups and downs, falls and tears, laughs and cheers. It has been amazing. I am so thankful for my support system who no matter what didn’t give up on me despite my track record of giving up on myself. Who still tell me they are proud of me. I am beyond grateful for my truly amazing coaches, Holly and Jane. Their encouragement is mind blowing. They make every class a joy I look forward to. They have created a community full of compassionate, caring encouraging people that I am so grateful for. My gym buddies – oh boy, these folks are the absolute best around. Team Bad Ass! They inspire me to be better and do better – and they are hilarious!
And the blog community – you guys are awesome! It is so great to read everyone’s stories and the feedback we give each other. We are pretty awesome!
It has been a great journey so far – good thing I am still on it. I look forward to what the next year will bring. And I will post some Progress updates soon too.
Here are some of my favorite pics from the past year :
How has the last year been for you? How is your journey going? I would love to read all about it!
Thank you from the bottom of my heart for taking the time out of your day to read my rants and raves. I am glad so many of us are sharing the same experiences.