The Losing Game

I honestly didn’t think it would ever be possible to be sitting here telling this version of my story. I had no idea that I could come as far as I have, both physically and mentally. I am so grateful for the difficulties that have led me to this point in this beautiful life. Friends, come along on a little journey with me…

Technically my journey starts on September 28, 2020, but I’m going to save that story for a different time. For now I’ll start in January 2021, sitting in my doctor’s office and feeling fed up. Among the list of things that were not good were high blood pressure, borderline high cholesterol, anemia, low calcium, extremely low vitamin D, and extremely high anxiety. Following that appointment I had the most crippling panic attack I’ve ever experienced. I thought I knew my anxiety well, but that panic attack showed me who was really the boss of me! I was scared, devastated, and quite frankly, pissed. I knew change needed to happen, but I was standing at the bottom of this mountain that was so large I couldn’t even see the top of it. I didn’t have enough confidence in myself to believe that I could climb it, but I knew I had to take back control of my life.

In December, Rob had ordered a Peloton and as luck would have it, it was delivered in January! I have never seen that much sweat pour off of me!! Oh my goodness, was it a tough workout! My motto was “One day at a time”. Slowly but surely, the days turned into weeks, turned into months. The Peloton workouts turned into weight lifting and treadmill workouts as well. In addition to this, I started WW (formerly Weight Watchers). The combination of exercising six days a week and eating much healthier was working! Even more importantly, I was enjoying it all!

Since January, I have dropped 53 pounds (I have about 35 more to go before I hit my goal weight). I have also dropped my blood pressure medication because I don’t need it anymore! My resting heart rate has gone from low 80’s to high 50’s/low 60’s. I run 3 days a week (3-4 miles each time), walk 1 day, and I ride the Peloton 2 days a week. I feel energetic, strong, healthy, and happy. I am sleeping much better! My anxiety hasn’t disappeared, but it has definitely improved!

Here’s the thing, friends…I always had it in me to do this. I wish I would have had more confidence in myself sooner. 20/20 hindsight, right? I am not a better person because I’ve lost weight. Being overweight didn’t make me less worthy of anything or anyone. I wholeheartedly believe beauty comes in all shapes and sizes and all should be celebrated. My size and shape were no longer serving my health, they were ruining it. I had to take back control of my physical and mental health…and I did…and I still am…and for that, I am so thankful.

Until next time, just be you!

Lindy