Saturday, March 26, 2011

I got fat

Once upon a time I was about to leave for a mission.  At this time I weighed 150 pounds, during my mission I had one area that I put on a lot of weight.  Since I never had a scale I have no idea how heavy I got, but it wasn't pretty.  In my last area my companion and I both enjoyed running so several times a week we would wake up early and run about 4 miles.  When I got home I was 155 and had lost most of the weight I had gained and came back with a love for running.

During this discovery I also learned that I like to push myself and sometimes pushed to hard and began to occasionally have pain on the side of my knee.  I came home and kept running until I couldn't run more than a mile without the pain coming back.  The winter a year after I got home I would just get on my families treadmill and put the incline all the way up and walk for half an hour a day.  My leg felt fine and I was still able to get the exercise I wanted.

I moved out, and a year later started student teaching, became Elders Quorum president, had a girlfriend and all of a sudden I was exhausted all the time and exercise took a back seat.  Then one day I stepped on a scale and was HORRIFIED to see I was 171.  That was 15 pounds heavier than when I got home from my mission, 20 from when I left.  I promptly went to Golds Gym, which was just behind my apartment and signed a 2 year deal.  I did really really good at times, OK at others, and had my weeks I didn't go at all.  During this time I was between 158 and 168 for 2 years.  Even when I was 168 I was in better shape and felt better than when I was 155.

This February my pass ended, in January I was sick almost the whole month and then in February the pain in my knee came back along with shin-splints, and charlie horses.  I was trying to play basketball and I was running on sheer willpower.  My legs felt like they were going to give out, and not because I was out of shape or tired, they just weren't working.  So in January, February, and March due to sickness and injury I did basically nothing.  I stepped on my scale Tuesday, March 22nd and if I was HORRIFIED at 171, I don't know what word I can use for what happened.  It rocked my world and spun me into despair.  183.5!

Let's get off that paragraph and forget it ever happened.  I had gained 15 pounds in 2-3 months.  So I made a goal, and I know they say when you make a goal you need to tell people, to be down to 163.5 in 2 months.  So by May 22nd, I will be back to where I want to be.  I feel like this is a reasonable and obtainable goal.  It came on fast, so I am hoping it will be able to come off just as easily. 

This morning after my first run, trying to test my leg, I did pretty well.  I am still trying to push myself, I figure if you are only going to go half-way, what is the point of doing it at all. The second I felt a twinge in my leg I began to walk, no point in hurting myself on the first day.  I also stretched for a good 15 minutes when I was done.  I went grocery shopping on Wednesday and have been eating very healthily and in small portions.  I have also been doing some exercises at night before I go to bed and when I weighed myself right now I was at 176.2 having lost 7.3 pounds in 5 days.  I am going to try and keep it at about 2 pounds a week, it's not really healthy to lose weight that quick.

I guess sometimes you have to hit rock bottom and be scared out of your mind to be who you want to be sometimes.  I just hope my left leg will let me kick my butt back into shape.  Because nothing else will.

3 comments:

Melissa said...

Amen. I weighed myself yesterday. My sister did too. I was nine pounds more. New goal: Lose at least those dang nine pounds and not be the biggest girl in the family! :)
Good luck!

Dave said...

Sadly, my knee has been killing me all day. I only jogged a half mile or so and walked the rest. No pain, no gain?

GrandmaBev said...

Good luck on your weight loss goal. It's hard to stay in shape. Regular exercise is the key and not over eatting.