So basically my long hiatus from blogging has not been figure friendly. Have I gained all my weight back... well no; but I have put more back on than I care to admit. So many things have happened since I last blogged, so many potential excuses available; but the only thing that really happened is that I became lazy, complacent and discouraged.
I lost the healthy challenge at work, even though I had a solid second place finish, there was a mix up at the YMCA that resulted in my disqualification. I was so upset. I had dedicated so many hours, made so many sacrifices that it was unbelievable that bad record keeping cost me a prize. Even with that disappointment, I continued to push forward with my exercise regiment although admittedly at a much slower pace. This lasted until about February when it fizzled out completely. I also got promoted at work, extra responsibilities, extra stress and a whole lot more hours. This took almost all the exercise time out of my schedule. While working part time I was able to dedicate more time to exercise and meal planning.
I reached my plateau, I got down to 148lbs, and was unable to lose another ounce. I became so frustrated! I know now that it was time to push myself harder in my exercise routine, but I was too distracted to notice that was my problem.
I have developed plantar fasciitis in both my feet, I noticed it when taking Zumba classes last year. I thought for sure that it would go away, but it has gotten worse. With some stretching in the morning before getting out of bed the pain is more tolerable, and then continuing to stretch throughout the day.
My eating habits were a little slower to change, I remember a couple of days that I indulged. Of course my beloved Carne Asada Fries were among the deviations, I also discovered Garlic Crab Fries and Pulled Pork Fries. Yeah I was bad, really really bad and it all tasted so good!
In September our family participated in Color Me Rad, which was an amazing experience for all of us. I want to be able to run the whole thing next time! I was physically ill the day of the race and untrained to boot, I was very disappointed in my performance. I knew that if I had just stayed the course I would have done so much better and felt proud of myself. I'm still proud that we all got out there and ran, for fun!
At the end of the day I am really ashamed of my behavior. I don't even like to look at myself in the mirror anymore. I'm not proud of how I look. So I come back humbly to my blog, at the one year anniversary of its inception, to hit the proverbial reset button. This week I have exercised more days than not, I have eaten less and drank more water. I have not yet stepped on the scale yet, because honestly I'm not ready to cry over my relationship with gravity quiet yet.
Bare with me, I'm starting all over again.
