One of the changes I'm most proud of is the fact that I lost 20 pounds and kept them off.  
I
 was a relatively normal size and wieght when Brandon and I started 
dating three years ago, but I put on a good 5 pounds after we got 
together -- it was more fun to spend time with him than it was to go to 
the gym, and the fact that he served up uh-maaay-zing home-made GF 
lasagna and pizza (neither of which I'd had in years), not to mention home-made cookies, was a party for 
both my tastebuds and my fat cells.  And oh, did they ever party. 
| Behold, the most addictive substance on Earth. | 
My weight kept creeping up, and I definitely didn't 
like the way I looked -- but more importantly, I knew I wasn't as 
healthy as I could be.  There's a long history of cardiovascular disease
 in my family, and I knew that if I didn't get myself back from the 
precipice of being clinically overweight, I'd be doing myself a huge 
disservice.  
I had that epiphany while listening to one of the 
first modules for my training at the Institute for Integrative Nutrition.  In it, Dr. Walter Willett from the Harvard School of Public 
Health discussed the correlations between high BMI and all manner of 
health problems, including cancer, heart disease, diabetes, and 
infertility.  
And I gotta say: none of 'em sound
 fun. It's crazy, I know, but I just don't like the idea of encountering any
 of those medical issues in a dark alley.  Or anywhere.  And I knew that if I didn't take corrective action soon, I
 was going to be increasing my risk for all these diseases. 
I also had a key goal in mind: I used to love 
running, but I have arthritis in my feet from 27 years of undiagnosed 
Celiac disease -- so I took a years-long hiatus from running in the 
interest of preserving my joints.  In another lecture for IIN, Joy Bauer, a nutritionist who works with NBC, noted that for each pound of 
body weight, there are 4 pounds of pressure applied to your joints. 
 That's when it really hit me: if I ever wanted to run again, I needed 
to lose weight.
So, when my weight hit a new high a few days before 
my 31st birthday, I knew I needed to act fast.  I signed up for Weight 
Watchers online the next day after work, and I started the program on 
February 1st.
One thing I love about Weight Watchers is that you 
can eat unlimited quantities of fruits and veggies.  Calorie counting 
never worked for me, simply because once you reach your daily quota, 
you're cut off -- and being that I'm one of the hungriest people alive, 
whenever I tried calorie restriction I'd spend hours battling with my 
empty, loudly growling, and very angry stomach.  With Weight Watchers, 
though, I could chow down on carrots, apples, pears, pineapple -- if it 
was a fruit or veggie, I could eat until I was full.  I never got hungry
 on WW, which was fabulous.
Slowly but surely, the weight came off.  I lost 
about a pound per week, and by the summer, I'd lost 20 pounds -- and 
took myself from a size 10/12 (which I'd been for years) to a size 6. 
 This was a huge deal for me, since I haven't been a size 6 in decades. 
Moreover, though, I now feel a lot healthier than I did before. My endurance is better, my muscles are stronger, and I know I'm doing my body a huge favor by eating loads of produce instead of snacking on crackers.
Then there's the fact that I started running again, which was a glorious, marvelous, Chariots-of-Fire-should-
When I think back on where I was when I started this
 journey, I'm incredibly happy with how far I've come.  Deciding to lose 
weight was, at its core, the most loving decision I could make for 
myself.  Making the choice to treat my body well -- to eat 
nutrient-dense food, to get back to the hard workouts that I used to 
love, and to control my weight -- has helped me in more ways than I can 
put into words.
 
What a beautiful journey, and an accomplishment to be so proud of <3
ReplyDeleteThank you so much! :)
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