Apprehension about my 40th birthday turned into a superb year. By March 2013 I was a lean 159# which on my frame, carries very nicely.
Great friends, career improvement, and a satisfaction of where I was overall in life turned my body into a fit, energetic mom/wife/woman again. 40 wasn't something to fear; embrace that mother and run with it!
But then I gave up teaching 2 of my 4 Bodypump classes a week. And had weekly date nights with my husband for dinner and movie with buttered popcorn (being with him was great, just not the popcorn). And drank a little more wine. Then stopped doing cardio regularly. Reasoned more often than not that "just this one time" was ok, that "I'll do better tomorrow" was really going to happen.
And "all of a sudden", October 2014, I'm 34 pounds heavier.
- 2 pairs of jeans fit, barely..no that's a lie. I bought bigger jeans.
- none of my dress clothes fit...bye bye Ann Taylor.
- crossing my legs and tying my shoes isn't as easy
- I've outgrown my panties! WTF
Here I am, missing my post-workout energy and enthusiasm for life that I've Always had. I've become my average personal training client from back in the day...early 40 yo with 2 kids, a bum knee and "naked in the mirror" shame.
But, and this really is my big but, I'm typing this blog to right my mind. To affirm that I'm in control and can choose to move more, to ditch the meal extras and get back to the business of managing my health.
Why? Because it feels better at 160 than 193. It just flat out feels better.
If you can relate to this, high fives all around. Let's do this thing!