saving my life – how it started

saving my life – how it started

Wow…how cool my first blog! I have to admit a couple of years ago I did say to myself (and I’m sure others) that I would never blog and here I am. So what do I have to say? A lot! For those of you that do not know me, I’ve spent the last 2.5 years possibly saving my own life. I’ve often been caught joking that I’m saving the world (well when I had a job that is) but now the only person I’m saving is me. How? Well after 40 plus years of never really caring enough to fully commit to taking better care of the vessel God gave me (my body) one day I changed. This change was a personal choice which is why it stuck. I always resented society’s pressure to be ridiculously thin and strive for magazine beauty by saying I was happy as I was – happy being fat among other things. My weight may not have fit what you would picture as “fat”, but I was definitely not thin – I was overweight.

I’ve decided to share my journey and my ongoing daily battle to reverse (or slow down) the aging process with anyone interested enough to read my blog. It’s my hope to inspire at least one person to save their own life.

How did it all start? I moved to Chicago in the fall of 2005 and eventually bought a condo that was 0.6 miles from the closest train station. There were four within walking distance and yes I determined that the closest one was 0.6 miles from my door. My new home added 1.2 miles of walking to my day at least four days a week (I did opt for a taxi once every week or so each way). After moving into my condo and commuting at least 4.8 miles per week I started loosing weight. After 10 months or so I had lost ten pounds – cool. It was easy, no change in the food I ate, no trips to a gym, just going to work and I lost weight.

In February of 2007 I moved from Chicago to Las Vegas weighing 172 pounds (down from 182-ish pounds) and I was wearing a size 12/14 (mostly a 14). In May, 2007 I realized that I had put four of the ten pounds back on and that was when I had the ah ha moment. I had to do something and quick. Anyone that lives in Vegas knows that people do not walk in Vegas like they do in Chicago, Boston, D.C., New York, etc. Nope, we sit and we drive, so I drove myself to the nearest Gym and joined. The last time I was a member of a Gym was at least ten or so years earlier and it didn’t stick. In addition to joining the Gym I also signed up for an introductory personal trainer program, five half-hour sessions for $99 and I was off to the races.

Fast forward to January of 2010 and I now weigh 140 pounds give or take 2 pounds, I wear a size 4, 6 or 8, depending on the brand and I’ve gone blonde. Those are the superficial results of all of my hard work. My cholesterol is now also in check (it wasn’t at the beginning of my fitness journey) and I’m sure I’m in the best shape of my life! How did I get from there to here? You’ll have to come back to my blog and read more as I fill in the gaps. One little bit of advice for now…every day is a new start!