Growth

I had my husband take a picture of me tonight. That alone is a big deal. I hate pictures of me. Or at least I used to hate pictures of me. Tonight, I was so excited to see the picture he took. You see, I was comparing tonight’s photo to one that was taken of me 7 months ago, when I began my weight loss program at the gym. I haven’t lost what I had hoped to lose by now, but 31 lbs is a huge thing for me. And even better than the weight, I have lost 19.5 inches off my body! So to actually see the picture of me tonight compared to one taken on the first night of my program, I have made great progress.

In the last 7 months I have grown so much. I have improved my best mile time by several minutes. I actually ran a mile straight in July, the first time I have done that since 8th grade gym class. I completed two more 5K races. And I achieved my goal of completing a 15K  this summer. I have learned about proper nutrition for my body. More importantly, I used that knowledge on my vacation this summer and maintained my weight, instead of gaining the 10-15lbs I usually do when I go home to visit. Planning meals and watching proper portions is becoming second nature now, something I never would’ve believed would happen 7 months ago. We have 5 more months of this program, and I intend to meet each of the goals I set for myself. I have the knowledge now, and the support of a team with the same types of struggles and several personal trainers I am proud to call friends, as well as mentors. But, the best thing of all, I believe in myself and in my ability to achieve all I can dream.