After hearing that some of my friends had great results with Jillian Michaels’ 30 day Shred DVD, I decided that I should give it a try. To be honest, I had found the level one on Demand through Comcast a while back; and didn’t even make it 10 minutes and had to quit. Sad.
But I am tired of being fat, and really uncomfortable in my body. Unfortunately training for marathons is not giving me any visible results. That 20 minutes sucked. I mean it really sucked. I could hardly breathe, my arms and legs were screaming at me…in fact- I am sitting here typing this and still shaking.
Before photo and stats:
I CANNOT believe that I am posting these photos for the whole world to see…but I want to document this journey to my 110 pound former self, so that it may inspire some of you to start the same journey.
Measurements:Right arm: 13″ Left arm: 13″ Bust: 40″ Chest ( under the bust): 34.5″ Waist: 34″ Hips: 40″ Right thigh: 25.5″ Left thigh: 24.5″ Right calf: 15″ left calf: 15″ weight: 154.4
Needless to say- I have a lot of work to do. When I was 23 I weighed 110-115 on average. I wore a size 4, and was still a 32 D. My
hope goal is to have lost 30 pounds by my 30th birthday. Which averages out to about 3-4 pounds a week until the end of December. Which is very, very, scary. yet, I think believe that I can do this. I want to do this. Because when I look at those pictures, I am really sad that I let myself get this way.
I can make excuses. I can blame it on the Endometriosis tanking my metabolism. I can blame the 6 weeks of virtual bed-rest after having a softball sized endometriomia removed from my body, that left me with a narly 9″ scar from hip to hip. I could say it was all the meds I had to take to put my body into an early menopause…it’s true that all those things played a part in this. But ultimately the blame is all mine. I ate too much, too often, and did not exercise. When I met The Amazing Jeff, I was a little “curvy” at 135. I was conscious that I had a little extra meat on my bones; but confident because I knew that he thought I was beautiful, and sexy even. But gone is that confidence. I stare into my closet wondering what to wear if we have some place to go. I now dread that. And that has got to change. Starting today.
I have decided only to step on the scale once per week, so next Tuesday I will measure and weigh in again. Hopefully I will see some results!!
Are you on a weight-loss journey? How did you start? What inspired you? What has kept you motivated?