Losing it

Today.

The scale was good to me.

Today.

I lost one pound.

Today.

I am 70 pounds lighter than I was 15 months ago.

Today.

I am proud.

I am in disbelief.

I am teary.

I am energized.

I am amazed.

I am focused.

I am still on this journey.

Digi Goodness

Journaling reads, 13 month milestone. You had been taking a few steps in a row, here and there for a few weeks. During the days leading up to us leaving for Hawaii, Papaw kept saying “She’s going to be walking when she gets back. She’s going to be walking down Waikiki Beach!” We were all waiting in aticipation, when all the little steps would string themselves together, and you’d take off running.

And take off you did, arms in the air, full speed across Gramma’s living room one of the first nights we were there. You’d run from one couch to the other, the short distance from the room squealing with pride. The next morning Mimi looked at me and said, “I don’t think she’s crawled since she woke up!” Since then, you have been upright and vertical any chance you get.

In the beginning your arms were always up in the air for balance, but then you learning you could carry things with you; sippy cup, corn on the cob, mum-mum cracker, and you’re off ready to conquer the world. Now you’re arms are down at your sides, without a care in the world.

This is still in my "to print" folder. I'm waiting to gather a few more digi-layouts to print before sending it out. I love the action of the shot, and how Ava looks like she's all alone on the beach. It's only been two months, but Ava has really changed physically since then. She's leaner than when this was taken, and she's definitely taller. It's true, it all happens so fast!

Start: C25K!

I went to the family reunion, and ate, and ate, and ate.

I came home and downloaded the Couch Potato to 5K app.

I got sick.

I hit my head.

I got in to a bad funk of frustration.

It took a week to be able to breathe deep enough to even think about getting to the gym.

Then I went.

Stepping on the treadmill I was full of negative thoughts. I was anxious to try out my new app, but I just didn't feel like working out. "I'll just do one set of running/walking." I thought. I got going, and I was overwhelmed with emotion. My eyes were watering up. I didn't want to be there, and I was so down on myself fornot working out for two weeks. Running the first 60 second stint was easier than I thought, but I was still full of negative energy. "I've just got to make it to 15 minutes. This has to be worth something." I thought.

I ran for 60 seconds, and walked for 90 seconds, then did it again. The app was great because I didn't have to keep track of the clock. It's so much easier to run when I'm not focused on every.single.second. After 15 minutes, I was congratulated on my halfway point. And it seemed silly to stop there. The negative energy was still there, but it had taken a backseat to my new feeling of relief that I was there, doing it, with 5 intervals down, and 4 more to go.

Running is empowering. I felt strong by the end of it. I have lost 69 pounds in 15 months. I finished the whole 31 minute workout. Something I never thought I could do. And I did it.