Wait?? What?? You're gonna POST your weight number...like the scale...with your feet (that desperately need a pedicure but that's another story). Yup...out of the comfort zone....WAY OUT OF THE COMFORT ZONE.
It's no secret that I have struggled for the last two years with my weight. Since the death of my Mom and injuries from training for triathlon plus the fact that I am now 54 (and I told you my age...but then again...they write that on the back of my leg all the time in a race)...weight loss is suppose to be impossible...
I am not going to tell you it's easy. There is no magic pill..magic drink...magic anything that is going to make you weight less. It is pretty simple. Good solid healthy food + Good solid healthy exercise = weight loss. It's painfully slow...painfully frustrating at times...but it happens...if you can be patient.
I AM NOT PATIENT.
But this new journey has forced me to be and I am learning so much about me that I didn't know before. Three weeks ago, I was truly inspired by one of my athletes that left it ALL on the course in her first complete Half Ironman. No, she didn't stand on a podium but she did what she said she would do...and to say I was excited for her is the understatement of the century. She inspired so many on race day...and in her journey to that day.
God gives you people in your life that can TEACH you about your own issues and I would be a false coach to say that I do not have my own demons. Food has been used in my life to comfort at times of sadness and to celebrate joy. Food has always been there for times when I was lonely or angry. It can be a constant companion. When food takes over...it diminishes the REAL you and you hide away..you disappear....the real you becomes nothing.
For two years...I have been that nothingness. I have tried and failed at training and nutrition. The one thing that did bring ME back was helping others achieve their goals of racing triathlon. It brought new life to my saddened soul. It was God's intention...and now I stand as a changed person...maybe not totally BETTER...but stronger...coming out of the darkness of sadness and depression and seeing the light of the real ME again.
So that scale shot is a 9 pound weight loss. No big deal for some but the real story is that it represent consistency, healthy boundaries and food used as nutrition instead of food used for abuse.
I have big dreams...big goals that I thought may have died...but they are still there...they are real...they are who I am...and I am determined to get there....with some sweat, some determination and some love of self.
I use to say Ill keep you posted...but when you hide from the world...the last thing you do is write in your blog...
Im not hiding anymore....and I WILL keep you posted.