June 2010 I started my fat to fit journey. Greg and I committed to set aside the funds and the time for me to work with a personal trainer for one year. I had no way of knowing what that year would bring or where I would be at its end. For 12 months straight, without fail, I worked out 3-5 times a week. I took workout clothes and swimsuits on trips. I worked out, swam laps, and watched what I ate even on an anniversary getaway. I had a year to do this and I was determined to make it work… I hadn’t ever been that committed, I hadn’t ever faced a harder task. Don’t misunderstand, the physical part was hard. I had more days with sore muscles than I had days that were pain free (no pain, no gain), but the physical pain was nothing compared to the emotional angst I experienced. See, I failed. My plan didn’t bring about the results I wanted; in fact one year to the day, I weighed exactly the same as I did on the day I started! What? How can this be?
I’ll never forget how back in February of 2011 my weight loss came to a screeching halt, and then I started to gain… Each time I would step on the scale I weighed more than I did the time before. I began to workout harder, eat less, go gluten free, protein shake fasts, whatever I could think of. I was in panic mode. I was tired, but not your ordinary every day tired. I was, face plant at any moment, tired! I began to deal with depression… how can I be failing again? In the past I knew I had failed to lose weight because I wasn’t consistent. Well, I was consistent, and it wasn’t working.
I finally found my answer in a simple blood test, my thyroid had stopped working. I was anemic, I had hormone imbalance, and I lacked vitamin D. Great! Now we can fix this and get back on track. Did you know that it can take months to regulate your thyroid? It can, and it has. But, 6 months later after starting medicine, my thyroid is functioning and I feel like I have my life back. I returned to my workouts and felt like finally it would all come together. Not yet, let’s take another detour on this journey. This detour is called knee surgery! I injured my ACL and my meniscus. I am happy to report that less than 3 weeks after my surgery I am walking with only a slight limp and I am riding a stationary bike.
Even though the road has been long and winding with many detours, I can say I am stronger and healthier than when I started.
I have started to lose weight again, but what I have learned is so much more important:
I am strong
I can follow through with commitment
I can’t make things right, and that’s fine
I have a God who uses the winding roads to take us on detours of grace
I really do care more now about being healthy than being thin
I know the journey is more important than the destination