“My Fitness Journey” will be a series that I will be posting every Tuesday for the next three weeks.
Why you may ask?
Also because if I did it all in one post, it would be wayyy too long.
&&& not to mention, it’s a really hard one for me to post! So here it goes.
I wanted to share with you guys my fitness journey before I start sharing too many meals or fitness tips, or acting like a know it all about healthy living. I think it’s important to share this information because I am not a registered dietitian, or a trainer of any sorts. Yet, I am a person who lost a significant amount of weight, has kept it off, and have dedicated their life to a healthy lifestyle.
For those of you who have known me for a long time, you guys know and remember very well, that I have not always been the tiniest person in the world. As in, I have lost almost 30 lbs since I was 16. Might I add, 30 lbs is a lot of weight when you are only 5 feet tall.
I was always the chubby girl, like my entire life. Maybe not as a baby, but for as long as I can remember. Even as a young child I knew I was heavy. I knew. As an eight-year-old child I would stare in the mirror with disgust in my eyes, as I looked at myself. I would cry to my mother because I didn’t understand why I couldn’t be thin. Why I was different.
While as a child it hurt, I was still a child, I was confused more than anything. As a teenager, it probably hit harder, but yet, I still didn’t do anything to change it. I mean I wasn’t doing anything different then all my friends. We ate the same food, drank the same drinks, were in the same activities. So why was I so much heavier?
When I was 16, I realized that I was different. I didn’t have a fast metabolism, I wasn’t going to just wake up one day thin, and there was’t going to be a magical pill that would make my weight melt off. If I wanted to lose weight, I couldn’t eat like every body else, and I needed to start really working for it. Right around the time I had just gotten my drivers license, and my mom was finally letting me drive to and from school by myself, I drove to the YMCA, and I got a gym membership.
I had no idea what I was doing in the gym at the time, nor where to even begin, but it worked. After school I would go to the Y, and I would make myself run for a full 10 minutes. To you, and to myself today, that is nothing, but at that time, it was the hardest 10 minutes of my life. I would then go down to the matt, I would stretch, do a series of ab exercises, and then I would do weights. Most of the weights that I did were only with the machines they had there. I had my own little routine, and I would normally do full body exercise everyday.
Nutrition wise I cut out all bread, all fast food and all sodas. This started after reading the book Fast Food Nation (everyone should read it!) I also ate a grape fruit…. or two a day (I call it the magical fruit). At this time, I was not counting calories at all, but I was very careful about the amount I was eating, and what I was putting in my body. I would watch the scale go down every week, every day, and that was all the motivation I needed.
The moral of the story, solely by cutting
crap junk food out of my diet, and dedicating myself to 45 minutes at the gym 6 days a week, I lost 20 lbs in less than a year.
&& I don’t want you to read this and think I am just posting this for praise, because I am not!!! I actually hate it. I mean, Colton has only seen very few pictures of me at my heaviest. It wasn’t a happy time for me. Just real-ness.
I want to stop here because this truly was only the beginning of my fitness journey.
Also because I want it to be motivation for you guys, who are just starting your own fitness journey. I want to show you guys that it doesn’t happen over night. You have to stop eating JUNK, and you have to get your body moving everyday! It’s the little things that make the biggest difference.
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