I’ve been stuck in a rut. I know what you’re thinking, how can I say that? Well, while I’ve been enjoying the benefits of reaching my lifetime goal status through Weight Watchers, but I have a little secret to confess. Since I’ve been off what’s called Maintenance, I have been trying to lose more.

Not a whole lot more, but I have noticed that even after 55 lbs of loss,  I still retain the occasional floppy here and the saggy there. I’ve been running, adding on miles and different routes, I even changed the time of day and switched up my eating…again. Nothing has seemed to help, meanwhile, my husband has been trying new things.

We are members of the YMCA here in Kearney, and I have another confession to make…I don’t use mine…really not at all. The only part I participate in is taking my children to their swim lessons and reading on my Kindle Fire as they learn about the water. Bad mommy!

So, in the beginning of my weight loss journey, I was able to force myself to try the stationary bikes, to do the occasional ab workout at the end, and if I had the bad luck of no available bikes, I would grumble and gripe and mount up on an elliptical machine. Notice a bad trend here?

Since joining Weight Watchers I have learned a ton about food consumption, portion control and the importance of fellowship. But an unexpected surprise was the new found confidence in myself. Self worth was more important, more achievable than any work out, and it allowed me to realize that I did not have to be defeated by food. I finally learned to take the time for myself, that I was worth an hour a day to dedicate to not only making myself looking and feeling better, but holding myself on that pedestal for a few moments, and recognizing that one of the many hats that I wear is a “me” hat; I have a mommy hat, a chef hat, a wife hat, a daughter hat, a sister hat, a co-worker hat…It took me joining Weight Watchers to realize that I am worth spending a little time with every day.

So, at the encouragement of my husband and my friend, I took another leap this last Thursday. I awoke at 5 a.m. and dressed for Body Pump, a class at the YMCA. The time had come to participate in our monthly contributions to them, and it was time that I cashed in on my “me” time in the morning again.

I know that I hate to say it, but my husband was right. I gave in to my husband’s relentless encouragement, and I found that he was right. That’s right, I admit it. The Body Pump class is addictive, invigorating, top notch! It’s intense and makes my day go by so much better now that I’ve found another obsession to curve my body into what I feel it looks like inside, while I focus the mind on the important events of the day to come.

So, the moral of the story is just this. You are worth it; every sore muscle, every tear shed and every bead of sweat-worth it. Change is a good thing and we cannot get comfortable. As Jillian Michaels says in one of her DVD’s, get comfortable with being uncomfortable. Because once we become comfortable, we become complacent. And complacency only allows us to be that; mediocre. And God doesn’t make mediocre anything!

If you are on facebook, look me up! I have a group called ActiTrak, and we combine our weekly workouts together to meet the goals of 500 miles and 500 hours of cardio achieved by Christmas. Stay motivated, stay hungry for more, and come and join the fun!

 

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