Yes, that’s right – no one is immune to the threat of weight gain, especially when we are thrown out of our “normal” routine; When we are absolutely and harshly forced off the track we were following. My journey on the healthier road is one that will always be a never ending one. It will be full of detours and windy curves. Slowly climbing to the mountain top and even some times plummeting down the other side and diving into a never ending cave of water & some times you aren’t sure you will make it back up in time to catch your breath. You can & if you remember the sun will be shinning down on you once you reach the top again you will fight with every thing you have inside of you to make it back up to the top to bathe in the sunshine and glory.
Now that I’ve been sickeningly uplifting in that opening; Let me get down to the nitty gritty of this post. 😁 I had my knee surgery two months ago from today and the world went on “lock down”/ social distancing about twoish weeks later, oh and the never ending rain/wind/snow made it all so easy to slide right into old habits. I wasn’t allowed to walk without crutches for over a month so I spent most of my days parked in a recliner, watching mindless television or reading. When I did get up it would be to hop or wheel myself to the kitchen to eat the latest snack and grab a rockstar or twisted tea from the fridge. I left the house to go to physical therapy twice a week and did do my knee strengthening daily but that was it.
- No elliptical for 45 minutes a day 4-5x a week.
- No long walks around town.
- No weights/bands.
NONE of it.
And it was easier to grab a snack that was super unhealthy for me than to stand in the kitchen and hop around on one foot making myself a salad or smoothie.
Excuses, excuses, excuses 🙄🙄🙄. . I can come up with a THOUSAND of them to rationalize the hows and they why’s I’ve gained about fifteen pounds back in the last several months but that wont help you or me. So the truth of the matter is I stopped putting my health first. I left myself give in to the pity party I was throwing daily. I drank way too many twisted teas on a nightly basis. I ate chips and pasta more than I have in the last two years combined. Instead of doing work outs I could still do I just didn’t do any of them. I let all the bad come back in and consume me.
It hasn’t just been physically either. Mentally/emotionally I was allowing everything to build up and effect my every day mood. I stopped reminding myself that I need to be first in line in my priorities. I need to let go of relationships and people who bring negativity and hurt into my life. I can not be responsible for others happiness and I can not expect anyone to be responsible for my happiness. I have to choose happiness each and every day and find all the blessings even when they are hidden under stones that have been unturned for too long.
So now I’m putting myself back on track. I’m jumping back on the train and figuring out my route to get back to the healthiest & happiest version of me.
- Am I saying you wont see me enjoy an alcoholic drink? no.
- Am I telling you I won’t slip up and eat some candy or pasta again? definitely not.
- Am I saying it will be any easier than it was the previous hundred times i’ve picked myself back up? certainly not.
- Am I writing this for any other reason that to real, raw and honest? Negative.
I’m just saying that I can choose to just roll over and let myself drown or I can kick and flail until i remember exactly how to swim to shore.
So now I have to JUST keep swimming.
& as an ending note; my goal has always been to be happy and healthy so while the number on the scale does bother me (cause lets be honest, it bothers us all.🤷♀️) it isn’t what I’m solely focused on; I want to gain back muscle, lose the bloated feeling and be active & healthy. ♥️