I found my communities on My Fitness Pal and on Facebook! Found some pretty cool peeps too! We’re all sweating it out and watching our calories. It’s great! It’s awesome! We share our successes and moments of frustration. I really enjoy talking to everyone. We’re all just sort of trying to figure this whole thing out. No one is super judgey. We all do what we gotta do. Finally, I feel supported. It is exactly what I need as I make my way through this.
In addition to finding great communities, I also found my way back to the gym. We have had our gym membership for hmmm… going on 2 years now? I am *just now* starting to go on a regular basis. I work out every morning at 5am for 42 minutes (I upped my time by 2 minutes this week). I sweat my ass off. I feel the burn. Oh baby do I burn!
I find myself really grateful for where I am today. I wake up with a sense of purpose and determination. I’m not always excited to wake up at 5am. I mean who the hell is excited to wake up at 5am? But I still do it regardless. I need to.
I’ve lost 11 pounds since January. This is not impressive, I know. Biggest Loser style numbers, these are not. However, I will tell you that I am killing it at the gym 6 days a week. I have more energy now than I have had for the past 10 years. I am counting my calories and trying my hardest to stay within my limits. Even on the weekends. I feel hopeful, motivated and confident. Even though sometimes I want to throw my scale out the window (because let me tell you, the effort I put in daily is definitely not reflected on the damn thing), I still keep going. I pray every day to keep going. I’m going to reach my goal no matter what.
This is where I am at today. For this, I am grateful.