It’s Not About Being Skinny
Last week I posted about my new hate for leggings. I told you about how my once friend was now my sworn enemy and my plight to get back on track and was ready to lose the weight that I had gained over the past few years. But after a few comments from my readers, I need to clarify that I didn’t mean to portray was that is was all about getting skinny.
However, I am not going to say that I don’t want to lose weight. I absolutely do, but I want to do it for reasons much more than being skinny. Now well into my 40’s, I have come the realization I will never be one of those people that are considered “skinny” nor do I care. What I care about is being healthy and happy in my own skin. And right now, I am not at that point in my life.
My clothes that once fit comfortably are no longer comfortable. Most days I feel like a stuffed sausage. I don’t feel even remotely as fit as I used to. The thought of even running a kilometer makes me cringe when at one point I was able to run almost 10km. My skin feels completely dehydrated from not drinking enough water. My sleep has been suffering and mentally it has been taking it’s toll as well.
But I woke up on New Years day with new found excitement to get back on track and so far I have been staying true to myself. I have been making much more healthier food choices, I made it to the gym almost every single day and been drinking so much water I feel like I might float away. And already I am noticing results. And not just on the scale either.
I think one of my biggest problems was not enough water. I have been keeping this huge glass on my desk and continually filling it throughout the day. And my skin is thanking me for it as this horrendous winter weather has been playing havoc on it as well. It’s also helped flush out some of the bloat. My stomach doesn’t feel like I just ate a 10 lb burger all the time anymore.
I have gone back to tracking what I eat and I know that will make a huge difference. Not only am I making healthier choices but it’s also making me accountable for how much I am eating. I can eat all the healthy food in the world but if I am eating too much of it, it isn’t going to help. I am also making use I am using my FitBit to actually count my exercise and not just using it for the watch function. LOL
For further motivation, I treated myself to some new trainers this weekend. I have returned to a gym I used to have a membership at and can’t wait to get back into the swing of attending classes that will push me out of my comfort zone instead of mindlessly walking the treadmill with nothing to push me to do better. I attended my first Zumba class in over a year and although by the end of the class my face was beat red and I was completely wiped, it felt amazing.
So regardless of that the size says on the label of my clothes, I just want to be a happier, healthier me. The best version of me, the me I was meant to be.