Starting this training cycle almost 20 weeks ago, I was feeling weighed down both emotionally and physically. Part of me is ashamed to share the “before” photo below, but I try to keep things real around here so I’m putting it out there. Plus, I have to celebrate how far I have come in a relatively short time. Anyone who has been reading for a while knows that I have a history of struggling with my weight. While I have had a lot of success at weight loss and maintenance over the last 7 or 8 years, “after” is never guaranteed to stick – this is something I have learned the hard way more than once.
That photo on the left from the Angus Glen Ten Miler was a wake-up call; I didn’t realize how bad it had gotten (hello, denial), but it certainly explained why I was feeling so terrible and struggling so much with my workouts. I have deep-rooted food/diet issues which I am not going to get into here, but it was a slippery slope and that is how I was able to gain ~25 lbs over the course of about a year (most of which last winter).
Thankfully I was able to take control again and claw my way back to healthy, happy me. That “weighed down” feeling has lifted both emotionally and physically and I am so thankful that I was able to find my way back to the right track over the spring/summer. I have a little ways to go, but all of my clothes fit, running feels good again and most importantly, I have my confidence back.
I am so grateful to everyone for supporting and accepting me through all of this. There was a time that I was embarrassed to wear my running clothes in public, but I always had friends ready and waiting for me without judgment. The people who stuck by my side and encouraged me as I struggled to keep up with a formerly “easy” pace, celebrating each small success with me along the way – I couldn’t have done it without them. Hubs, of course, supports me 100% through all of life’s ups and downs (no pun intended) – even if living with a beanpole for a husband can be hard on the self esteem at times. 😉 I made the mistake of trying on a pair of his shorts one day; let’s just say it’s a good thing there is no photographic evidence of that.
What started as a demoralizing and humbling process has become such a rewarding experience. And we’re just getting started! (…again)