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One Month

A month ago I ran the NYC Marathon. Ok, a month ago I power walked the NYC Marathon. Since then….. Not so much. And when I say not so much, I really mean nothing. No cross training. No biking. No nothing.

At first, I said that it was because I needed to rehab my feet which is truthful. They need to get it together. Although a month of rest probably was just what they needed to deal with the Plantar Fasciitis. Then I believe I’m also dealing with Morton’s Neuroma probably aggravated from the power walking which has a completely different landing than running. So rest has been good.

Right up until it becomes more than rest.

So much in life is out of our control. Sometimes it feels like nothing is in our control and no matter how hard we try, we are running in the wind. After a while it is easy to give up trying because what’s the point. It’s easy to use a crutch even a valid crutch to blame everything on until you just stop trying.

I’ve been thinking about the Decade Challenge. I’m sure you’ve seen it on Facebook. The compare where were you then compared to now. I find it somewhat depressing. I jumped in 2013 training for my first ever event… A Sprint Triathlon. You know because why start small and it would be a great way to get back to being healthier. That was just the beginning as you know.

I did get healthier. Probably the fittest that I had ever been. Up until being healthy wasn’t in my control. With the surgery leaving me with Hypothyroidism (expected) and Hypoparathyroidism (very unexpected), I gained 20 pounds. I lost a lot of my steam. I deal with aches, pains, memory issues, and just generally feeling sucky on a daily basis. I persevered and pushed on moving while at a slower pace still moving.

Then there was the beautiful Natapara (my Hypopara peeps understand) which brought me back to normalcy. I was living the life again until the rug was pulled out. Yeah, I know you’ve heard this before. Without the Natpara I had decisions to make. Is it smart to push my body to the limits? If I want to continue to run, I have to get the feet issues under control which also requires addressing the weight issue. For me, with the issues I’ve had with my feet the extra weight is a problem. For me, I’m also not happy with where I am. No, I will never be a size 6 but I need to get back to where I my jeans fit.

Part of having so much in your life out of your control is that it is easier to not face the truth. The truth that while there is so much out of control that there is much in your control. Not to say that the things in your control are easy to face, deal with, or tackle but they are still there. Sometimes the hardest thing is deciding what to do and after that things fall into place. This is true for so many things in our lives. The holding pattern is what keeps us from moving forward. The fear of what if I can’t do it? What if it’s the wrong decision? What if….?????? What if……..??????? What if…..???????? It’s the what if’s in life that hold you down and the fear of failure that keep you from trying.

It is my fear of failure that has kept me from getting back on the horse with my weight. Hubby and I tried in January. He lost 50 pounds. I lost 4 and I’m not sure but I think I may have found them. While he does have it easier by virtue of just being a man. No I’m not being sexist…… My doctor has even used the phrase, “A woman your age with hormone blah, blah, blah….” So there’s that. Than the lack of thyroid. Then the aches, pains, and exhaustion that comes with Hypopara. Yup. Out of my control. What is in my control is what I put in my mouth. How I decide to use my energy and give myself on the days where there is none.

This probably is a good time to start too because it will keep me in check during the holiday season. And while I do have a limited amount of energy during the day, I can find time to do something for myself with it while doing what needs to be done. Simple things that I actually enjoy. Like this morning dusting off my juicer and having a yummy clean eating juice for breakfast instead of processed food. My body needs less processed foods and when I’m eating right, I feel better. I think that’s true for most of us.

I don’t expect this to be easy. I hope that I don’t give up. Even if it takes longer than I want….. Even if it seems impossible…… I know that what I put into my body is equally as important if not more than what the scale says. Most of all I hope to once again realize that I can do hard stuff even if it seems much harder now than it used to be.

So with all of that I’m already thinking of goals for 2020 and ways to actually reach them. Because as the saying goes, hindsight is 2020 (yeah mom joke there… my apologies, but that’s just me).

Laying It All Out There….

I’m being Bold.

Yesterday while pursuing the internet, I was reading an article that was about healthy weights and BMI (Body Mass Index).   I thought to myself, “I know that I need to loose a few pounds but I wonder where I stand with my BMI.”

After calculating it, I found out a shocking fact.   A fact that I don’t believe.   It’s not that I am in denial.   It’s just that I think it’s totally wrong and this chart doesn’t take into account many things.   Curious as to what this chart told me?

According to this handy dandy chart that many healthcare professionals (and I’m sure insurance company’s use) to help determine my health,

I am

Wait for it.

Here it comes….

I am (according to the chart)

Overweight (yeah, I know),

but also according to the chart

on the boarder of becoming obese.

Yup, you heard me.

NJS1117 NJS1006

This apparently is what borderline obese looks like.

NJ State Tri

As the saying goes, I beg to differ.

I’ve discussed this before in  It’s Really Just A Number.

Today, I’m going one step further and putting it out there as I’m not ashamed and it really is what it is.   I’m 150ish pounds depending on the day.

It’s just a number after all.  Yes, a little bigger than I would like, but it does not define me.

Yes, I do know that I could stand to loose 10 pounds and maybe a few more.  I’m not disputing that.   Never have.  I just like food.  I admit it.   Yes, I am 5 foot 2.   Yes, I weight between 150 and 155.   Yes, according to the handy dandy chart a healthy weight for me is between 118 and 132.    Well, I haven’t seen those numbers since before my first son was born and I doubt very much that I will ever see them again. I’m ok with that as I’m doing ok as I am.   I would really settle for 140 to 145 but I’m not actively dieting.  I’m ok with that too..

Now, to go a step further, this handy dandy chart does not take many other factors into account.  It is a generic chart that too many people depend on to determine their health.  It does not take my muscle tone into account.   I’m not one to brag, but my legs are solid muscle.   Solid.   My arms aren’t’ too flabby either.   I will readily admit that I have no muscle mass around my belly and it does like to jiggle like a bowl full of jelly which I’m working on (sometimes).   I will also admit that I very comfortable in a  size 8 and if I don’t want to breathe I can fit into a 6.

So please, please tell me how this makes me borderline obese.   I hate that there are people looking at just these charts, looking in the mirror and then feeling bad about themselves.   One size does not fit all and we have to stop generalizing sizes, weights, BMI, and everything in between based on a number or size.

I will further say that even with a high BMI, my cholesterol is VERY good with my good levels being much much higher than my bad which is very low.   I have  good blood sugar levels, blood pressure and all those other things they check.

So my question is why we always try to fit everyone into one mold?

All this work for that??

I have been working out at the gym now for a little more than a month.   I have to say that I have been  very good about going.    I try to go at least 3 times a week to a bootcamp class.   Then on my off days, I am going to try to do some prep training.   

This week I went swimming for an hour.   Ok, I admit it, I did have some giggles with my girlfriend; so probably only for about 45 minutes.   And we were doing laps.   That’s got to burn some calories and fat.   All the while we were doing it though, we kept saying how are we going to swim a 1/2 mile?   Do you know a half mile in a lap pool is 18 times up and 18 times back.  Yup, 36 laps.   We may have swam that many laps, but we did stop to take breaks.   There are no sides to the bay for us to rest on in September, so we are going to keep swimming.  “just keep swimming.  just keep swimming.”   

But what got me this week is that with all this exercise and training, I have only lost 6 pounds!!   Now, I realize that I am building muscle.   I also realize that my waist is shrinking as I now fit into a pair of jeans comfortably that used to look like I needed grease to put them on.   So I do realize that I am reshaping my body out of it’s rounded shape.   But I am stuck on the number.   Are you kidding me!   6 pounds!!!   My girlfriends have all assured me that my body is adjusting to the new healthier eating and working out.   And when it is done adjusting the weight is just going to come right off.    I’m not patient, but I guess I’ve got no choose right now but to keep plugging away.

That is the other good thing about signing up for the Triathalon, I do have to keep plugging away.   I have told everyone I’m doing it.   I put it out on Facebook.   I did this not because I’m trying to brag, but because now that everyone knows I can’t quit.   Too many people know and there is no where to hide now:)

 

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