I didn’t weigh myself this week. There was no point. I know what I would see on the scale and
seeing no change is not helping me at all.
I have not given up on my Black Friday goal. I am just making it harder every week I don’t
lose. I have decided that after that
goal, I will no longer be focusing on my weight loss. Don’t get me wrong, I still need to lose (and
plan to) a lot of weight to be as healthy as possible, but I am no longer going
to let it rule my life. I am going to
focus on fitness goals and hopefully fuel my body in order to do my best
performance. In the past year, I have gotten
much healthier/fitter. I know that my
shape is getting smaller even though I haven’t lost weight lately. How did I know? Last week, for the first time in over a year,
I wore jeans. They were from my closet
too. I didn’t go buy a new size just to
have jeans that fit. Usually I wear yoga
pants or capris partly because they are so comfy and partly because that’s all I
have that fits me in my closet.
Guess what else I did last week? It wasn’t on my goal list for this year, but
since I have completed that and have a few months left, I tried something else…. It cost me three nails too. Real ones.
Long ones. I climbed the rock
wall! Well, most of it. I was shaking too much and couldn’t find any
other hand holds that were going to work, so I asked to come down. I’ve always been too chicken to try, mainly
because I was worried that no one could hold me if I slipped. I know in my mind that that wouldn’t happen,
but was still very scared of the potential.
I knew I wasn’t afraid of heights, but turns out I am quite scared of
falling. So much that I was still
shaking half an hour later, but I am going to try again sometime. I haven’t hit the “easy” button yet. Soon…
This week had another first for me too. When I tried swimming laps over a month ago,
the first time I could only do TWO laps without stopping, gasping for air and
waiting for my heart to slow down so I could do some more. I was sure that I was in better shape than
that, and was not giving up without a fight.
So, I have been doing laps for the last month once a week, two more laps
each week. This week, I was scheduled
for 10 and after my 10 I didn’t feel like drowning, mainly thanks to a friend
who helped me with my stroke for a few weeks.
Since I only had about 20 minutes, I thought I would go as long as I
could without stopping. Well, I did 20
and stopped only because I ran out of time.
Next week, I am going to see how many I can actually do, providing my
attention span (lack of actually) allows me to count past 20 and still remember
what number I was at.
This post may seem like I am tooting my own horn a lot. And I am.
I am done with the excuses surrounding my weight loss attempts so I
thought I would focus on the positive.
These are things that I never would have been able to do a year ago, on
the off chance that I would even consider trying them in the first place. I am surprised as what I am interested in
trying, even excited about, regarding physical fitness. This is why this blog is called Follow My YMCA
Story as I wouldn’t have done any of these accomplishments without My Y.
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