Shhhhh… Don’t tell anyone but….
I am overweight. Thanks to many factors, I might be adding instead of subtracting pounds. Based on charts, I would be considered obese. I am out of shape. When I run I have been known to huff and puff. I am not as strong as I used to be. I am not as flexible as I used to be. I’m definitely not as young as I used to be! Sometimes I look at pictures and think…. Damn, what happened.
To be honest though while it does cross my mind on occasion, most of the time I just don’t give a shit. Does my weight determine how I live my life? Not a chance. Does my weight determine if I head out the door to run or exercise? Nope. Does it keep me from living my life and doing the things I want to do? Never. Does my weight effect the way I fit in my jeans? Yup. Does the size of my jeans affect my overall life happiness? Hell no!

All my life, I’ve been beating the odds. I’ve been the one who was picked last for gym class. I’ve been the one who is looked past and over. I say this not for a pity party because who needs that. I say this because at this point in my life, I don’t care and if you didn’t pick me to be on your team I wouldn’t want to play with you anyway. If you look past me, no worries because I’m probably have a plan of where I need to be anyway.
I say these things because they are true. I say these things because they are what made me who I am today. They made me stronger. I had to find my own self worth. I had to find what made me who I am today. I define who I am. I define what I am and what I will do.
Now please don’t take that to mean that I don’t need others and others opinions aren’t important. I’m just saying that although it is nice when others build a person up that you must learn to build yourself up first or it means nothing. If you spend your life looking for validation from others, you will never truly be satisfied or know your worth.
So while I know that some might look at me at shake their heads wondering how I consider myself a runner and an athlete, I do. I know that I don’t have the speed of some. I don’t have the agility or endurance of some. I don’t have a lot, but what I have is enough.
I have the will. I have the desire. I push myself when it’s hard. I push myself to be more than I was. I strive to be better, stronger, faster than I thought I could be. I also know that what I have to offer is enough. That while I could always be better and improve myself, that who and what I am today is enough.
And while all of that is true, we all know that I have talked about trying to get the number down on the scale. At my last doctor visit, I had gained an additional 10 pounds which was always the number I said I couldn’t hit. My doctor said something that stuck with me, “Don’t let this be your new normal” after I said that to her.
Since that visit in December, I have tried on my own a few different ways. None of them stuck while the weight did. I very much like to have a plan. I think I’ve found one that I’ve been doing for a few days now. I like it. It makes sense to me and it is easy to follow.
So with that I will say that I signed up for Weight Watchers. I signed up for a 10 month plan as I have 30 pounds as my goal.
More to follow













