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| March 2010 (My before) |
A few years ago... somewhere around September of 2010 I had a catalyst, a simple comment from a friend, that spurred me into action to get myself healthy. But it wasn't the comment alone. That was the ignition I suppose, but other things had to be in place for me to keep the inertia going after the initial movement. And I kept it going for a long time. I lost weight and I maintained it.
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| March 2012 (My after. Same shirt, same chair, just less of me... before I lost my job) |
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Of course, there is this thing called life that happens sometimes. And your finely tuned schedule and routine can get all in a kerfuffle. And looking back about a year that's what happened. I actually managed to maintain my weight loss through my Mom dying. I'm still really proud of that. It would have been a perfect excuse to eat everything I wanted. But I didn't. I kept doing well with my eating and working out. But a bit over a year ago I lost my job. In the grander scheme of things I lost my schedule. I lost my routine. And I put on a couple pounds. Then I found a job, but I hate it. And other bits of my life were changing in large ways. And the depression hit. So more pounds came along with that.
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| Me now (not all the way back to big... thank you to the added muscle mass) |
So here I am. I look back at almost 3 years. I had 2 years of improving health and maintaining health. And one year of decline. I don't feel like me at this point. I'm too heavy... physically and emotionally. I feel like I'm slogging my way through my days. I'm trying to figure out what I need to do mentally and emotionally to be able to pick up physically. I know it's possible. Hell, it's not even all that difficult. But your head truly has to be in it. I'm not quite sure how to get my head back in it. I need another catalyst. And I need to care.
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